A City Night BY: Mikepyro My tragic tale.
This was one of my newest short stories/poems. It is a tragic story. Most of my firneds are confused at the ending however, anyone care to take a stab at it?
A City Night
She stands on the balcony, shivering in her red dress.
I walk out onto the balcony, allowing her to hear my footsteps.
She turns to me, her red dress billowing in the wind.
"Care for a smoke? I ask, holding out a pack.
"Sure, She says, taking a cigarette. "You get tired of the boring party?
"Actually I came for you. I tell her. "I've been watching you.
"What do you know about me? She asks, smiling with her beautiful red lips.
"You're running from your fears, but you don't want to do it alone. I reply.
"Yes. She says, walking out to me, a smile out upon her lips.
I hold her tight and kiss her lips. She smells like angels ought to smell.
I tell her everything's going to be all right. I tell her I love her.
The silencer goes off without a sound. A whisper in the wind.
I hold her in my arms until she is gone.
I'll never know what she was running from....
I'll pick up my check in the morning.




Give me the beat boys and free my soul! I wanna getta lost in ya rock n' roll and drift away. Drift away...
Give me the beat boys and free my soul! I wanna getta lost in ya rock n' roll and drift away. Drift away...