shortstory – Page 2 – Poetry Written By Jacob Armendariz

White Walls

I paint my walls whiteto wipe my slate cleanin hopes that I mightcreate a new sceneone with some lightthat cracks through the seams which brightens my nightsand days inbetween. Far from sight are my shouts and screamseven despite my nightmarish dreams. I hope to rewritewhat was once unseenso I paint my walls whiteto wipe myContinue reading “White Walls”

A Strange Encounter…

I closed my eyes and fell into an eternal sleep. I felt no pain nor did I feel the need to weep. I was finally in everlasting “peace”. My eyes, squinting from the brightness of my current unknown, had seen a dark figure who was small and alone. Approaching timidly his feature became clear; aContinue reading “A Strange Encounter…”