I was a inexperienced young boy lost and unsure.
Heart paved in gold lines and a reputation so pure.
I was always made to believe that darkness came in materialistic and ugly things ,like a serial killer or diamond rings .
God almighty how they lied darkness comes in all shapes and sizes .
Even in a young girl with jet black flowing hair ,and ocean blue eyes.
15 years old on the New York streets.
Her tummy was as little as the city streets ,you couldn't believe that she poor girl even eat.
Her lips were as full as her hair so glorious ,so out there.
Her eyes as deep as the Atlantic .Her eyes could kill maybe they even could see the way you feel .
I had never seen such a beautiful piece in my life it was something about the pale girl who walked those grimy streets .
It was something I was dying to uncover ,it was something I was dying to see.
YOU ARE READING
Blue velvet.
Short StoryBy:Jahlaiyah Robinson “I can’t figure you out. You’re silk on one side and sandpaper on the other”-Richard Widmark Darkness is the most beautiful aspect of life. Beauty Is the most deceiving . All beauty has flaws . Flaws that can be seen through...
