Poems from Shelene
What do I see?
I see colors.
I see colors dancing around me in a picturesque setting, floating and waving around my being with such...
He is winter.
He is the excitement that takes over.
His eyes are snowflakes, drifting in the wind, carpeting the land in a cloak of white...
Running, running, running.
I always end up in the same place, always end up seeing the same faces.
Faces of pitty.
That's what they are....
I feel myself sinking into an abyss.
Help me.
An abyss that holds nothing but darkness in its frigid dead air.
Help me.
I try to climb out...
Don't worry.
You shouldn't do that.
Just close your eyes.
Close your eyes and forget about everything.
Forget about pain.
Forget about...