Laughing

You make me happy

when you are smiling and when

your laugh’s contagious.

Smiling

You smile because

you’ve got my attention now

but I smile cause

meanwhile, you are the one that

makes me feel very happy.

Dew

Just looking at you

makes me smile everyday

because you kiss me

on my forehead like rain and

disappear like dew.

Carousel

I always knew I was going to die. It had been a long summer of bullshit. My foster parents, the cat dying and the dysfunctional family next door. That was life.

Well, I’m all grown up now and all I have left are two full suitcases of clothes complete with a box of shoes.

I suffer from tuberculin and my pills don’t work so I’m just trying to get from San Francisco to L.A on this goddamned bus.

It is damp, dank and dark but the seat is very dry. I want to go home but for now I don’t have one and looking back it was so hard for me to honestly breathe and still believe I made it out of this hellhole alive.

She smelled like roses.

I knew her from somewhere but I couldn’t remember where I had seen her.

And she looked like love.

The more I thought about it the more paler I got and the people around me if there were any had begun to swear and cover their noses and glance at me once in a while.

I lived a pretty normal life and it wasn’t that bad.

I wanted to be in the countryside. I wanted to be happy; to be breathing in the fresh air.

To love; to marry. To cherish her.

My eyes drooped and was heavy.

My life like a carousel or some type of merry-go-round of life and my heart beating fast; I slumped in my chair as my soul began to become nothing out of my body.

My soul relieved.

I always knew that death smelled like roses.

But she embraced me in what felt like love.