I never thought you’d bite me
when I’ve only ever tried my
hardest to
make it so you never felt
alone on your own perilous
journey, now I have to put
you to rest.
As I part ways from our
road filled with adventure
I’ve outgrown the skin
I never thought I’d be
big enough to stretch out.
Maybe one day we’ll cross
and overlap again,
but I’ll never be able to
Get the marks off my back
nor the pain out of my head.
About the Creator
Raya
A poet and author born and raised in NYC, experimenting with expression of who I am and what lessons I’ve learned that should be shared with the world.
Trouble at the Tea Leafing Café
The rain had started right around the time that Annie was buttering her second thick slice of homemade toast for breakfast, and hadn’t paused since. Not that anyone could tell. The windows of the café were fogged over, and with every seat filled with happy customers munching on fresh baked pastries or steaming bowls of the delicious soup of the day, it was hardly surprising. Annie looked around the room, finally taking a moment to breathe after the lunch time rush. Her old life already felt like a bad memory, a part of her history, always, but just that. History.
By Hannah Moore4 days ago in Fiction
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