Poems from crystaleldredge
No one had prepared me
For Winter.
That black cold
Struck you to the bone.
Not even the moon shone
Through my smog.
The only thing that is true
Is that they all look like you
In the dark.
I tried for her.
I tried to make life nice.
I gave her honey
And she spits out venom.
My flesh burns,
Smokey scent filling my nose,
And...
With great vengeance and furious anger
She will burn you.
Drag us all through the dirt
Until our gashes
Are pustulated mounds
And our skin...
A friend once told me
To wake up early
And look up to the sky.
The golden sun would light up
The purple winds.
Revealing the hidden...