#spilkedink
I saw a little kid crying on the corner of the street. I asked her why and with eyes of crystal tears she answered, “My ballon flew up, up and away. ”
I feel sorry. I gave her some penny enough to buy a new one but with pure conviction she said, “It's okay, I didn't hold it tight. I should have tied it around my wrist”
I smiled and remembered you. I am the balloon and you were the little kid.
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 1:10 AM UTC
A mad man laughing crazily outside a hospital,
just a lighter in his bleeding hand.
Smell of burning wood,
screams drowning in fire and blood.
Blue pajamas he wore, red streaks of liquid
all over him,
No.413.
Firetruck and ambulance arrive.
But it was too late, only silence
prevailed, along with crackling noises.
" I never did anything to them. "
he said to a charred corpse.
" You people didn't believe me. "
With an exaggerated smile, he claimed
" It was the truth you people created—
Not me. "
Raziel Vale
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 5:54 AM UTC