Poems from tinefaith
I step out of the bus.
In to the dark night.
The lamp post emitted that warm yellow light.
I looked up and saw the mist of the night air...
We cry on the inside,
thinking the best thing to do is hide.
The fear of pain gets the best of us.
We justify, it's better this way but...
It's interesting how our friendship can form from a simple word: hello.
The beauty of an invitation that a smile can give is a mystery.
It...