Red Ink

Just now. 5/30/12

An emptiness consumes me.

I fight this battle every time. 

It's a coward; it attacks when I'm alone.

In darkness, I lose my advantage.

"I'm holding on," I say. 

Holding on for a victory I will never have alone.

"You're never alone," he says, but I feel it in my bones.

"Welcome to the world, sweetheart."

Carry me home, for I can't see through tear-filled eyes.

Welcome to tomorrow.

-Ashlee Kayann- 12:48AM

Author's Note

Get at me with some reviews, if you would be so kind

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

waww... i think you better get a night lite..

i think we all have those kind of voices, well at least i do.. they are cowards arent they..

one time i punched a mirror, but he just kept talking.. haha.. just kidding there.. kinda

very nice piece

thanks for sharing

:)