• theadversary 5w

    Take my hand

    I walk down this long hallway, and pass this line of women going the other way, each one just as beautiful as the last. The moon light peaks through the windows within the jail cells behind this line of women. I reach my hand out as I walk and try to grab one of them but they pass me by. I look back to find that they miss me too. Why didn't you grab on? I wonder.