He looks at it.
Studies it.
He’s fascinated and infatuated with the way it
dances.
He touches it.
Feels the heat on his skin.
He sits still.
The feeling
gets stronger.
He looks around the garage.
He loved the touch.
The flames
arose and covered it all
They were attracted to the shine.
They used them all the time.
Daddy played
with them too when he went with his friends.
They didn’t know.
They were too
young to realize.
The neighbors ran over when they heard the children.
It was
too late.
She felt no need to live.
Miss all American cheerleader chick caught her star
football player boyfriend cheating on her.
She drank everything up and
downstairs.
She tried to walk upstairs.
Stumbling, trying to walk, she fell.
A
pool of dried blood was found under head a day later.
The love of his life broke up with him.
She said she didn’t love him anymore.
He was going to propose to her on their anniversary, which was the next day.
It was a wonderful 6 years he thought to himself.
He looked at the ring.
Tears
fell onto the floor as he put the ring back in the box.
He felt it.
His love
came back to apologize.
She found him hanging with the open box below his
feet.
Her low self-esteem didn’t help any.
She went on her depressive life in
secret.
She showed no signs.
You saw a happy-go-lucky girl with so many
friends.
No one really saw.
“No one cares” she said and wrote.
She looks
through her house.
She was found dead on her bed with bottles and bottles of
pain-killers.
All the people who “didn’t care” cried over her as she laid in
the casket.
