The street light behind him lit up his thin ears with a red glow. Before he could wipe the blood from his nose, it dripped onto his white shirt. Only adding to the stains ( Read more... )

i've got a roof over my head ( Read more... )

Bottled up bruises. I'm going to clench my teeth. If I could walk the way that I talk and run like I used to, I wouldn't be in such a terrible state with holes in my shoes and unaddressed letters to you. So fuck it. And forget all the words that were written. The pages are yellow now. They've lost their meaning. To begin with, I never had a ( Read more... )

hey kid
where do you get off?
those punches you're pulling are still too soft
give me one on the chin
give em one in the guts

i know i could write the words to a song that would make the whole world sing along ( Read more... )

Scraped knees and a backpack full of bricks ( Read more... )

I'll sleep on the train tracks tonight ( Read more... )

Head still spinning from the swallowing of siphoned gas ( Read more... )

The moth flies into the porch light. The mother tucks her kids in tight. If you rub the powder from her wings, she'll never fly.

She'll never fly.

Hand in hand ( Read more... )