WinterLady : Writing

Down town .

Down town .

A Story by WinterLady


For anyone who is depressed , introverted , who analyzes and is an over thinker.
His melody

His melody

A Poem by WinterLady


Late night need to put thoughts down on paper .
Peon type whatever

Peon type whatever

A Poem by WinterLady


Just taking up empty space .
Hopeless encounters , I can't live without.

Hopeless encounters , I can't live without.

A Poem by WinterLady


Just writing as I go , enjoy .
Warm beer and cigarette smoke.

Warm beer and cigarette smoke.

A Poem by WinterLady


Just a little longer, l want to hold on to your memory, I can barely make out your silhouette . I can't remember what you look like, yet you are brea..
Quiet girl in the corner Booth.

Quiet girl in the corner Booth.

A Story by WinterLady


If I ever met someone like me, we would never meet.