Scent.

she made a remark about the pleasantness, of my cologne. i looked her up and down, laughing softly under my breath and said. “don’t be fooled pretty girl, it’s there to mask the scent of stale cigarettes. sweat. and cheap booze.” her eyes caught mine and they rolled back into her skull. she took my … Continue reading Scent.

Freeze.

The coldness that I now feel Is not the coldness that is now real The frost has settled on the ground But the pain inside is more profound Then any type of freeze that comes my way And so this winter I'll see no reprieve From the cold that's now inside of me.