The sun cracked the dark sky. A single beam of sunshine bounced around broken glass and windows on to my dried, and oily face. I used my dirt-stained ..
Every morning my dream becomes my worst nightmare.My eyes fixed on her angelic face, tracing her elegant curves and red lips. Her eyes open, her lips ..
A razor-sharp gust of wind slices my throat as I peer the break of dawn. Weakly I step out my tent only to cast an array of a white prison. My lungs s..
my eyes were frozen shut again, my breath crystallizes and disappears like a ghost in the cold winter wind. i sit up weakly and i cough up all the col..