Sarah Erickson Writing

Where do first chances end And how do second ones begin? Too scared to make the wrong choice I made no choice at all Too scared to say the wrong..

Chipped black polish Clings to her too-short fingernails A crooked half-smile, Never extending past her lips Oh! her lips; one finger on the pe..

Blinding colors of a life that belong to -oh, wait!- it isn't my life at present, yet I remain stuck in this maze. What are you thinking? I ..