Winter chill permits through dark clouds;
Bitterness will soon come to pass.
Frozen blood covers a once truth over the relevance that has set itself
upon a former content vessel.
The world of wonder has changed; despair soon rides again.
Spices of tears flavor a burning heart that seeks a no longer existence.
Rain falls, as the thirst of a body lay emotionless in a pool of clever
lies of a most artful depraved skill.
Shards of memory flow and bruise a now fragile pondered soul, biting an
Truth must be told; a shattered entity will unfold.
Poetry » Love Rated: K, English, Poetry, Words: 101, Favs: 2, Published: 12/15/2003