Walking into Existence
Walking home
I walked for days tywnn weeks and then months. Hollywood sign looked pretty. Los Angeles was warm. The loud two wheeled things looked fun. There was this human who caught my eye. He stopped as soon as he saw me he spoke but I couldn't hear yet then there was a ringing and I hear him. He asks if I'm OK his names Ashley he asked mine I say Violet Ash.
No last name? I shake my head no I feel my face leak he says he may fix that one day idk what that means God says he's mysoulmatel so I cry and hug him thank God and break down I finally feel pain and I scream all my wounds open and I collapse in nto the black abyss I now call home. When I wake I see heaven again in his chocolate brown eyes I smile and hug him. Vi don't crush me I can't love my angel if I'm dead. I cry at the thought he apologizes for the joke I don't understand then I tell my story.
