Snowing Fear Poem by Skywater D

Snowing Fear



Snowing fear,
From the brightest clouds
Running and waiting to touch my palms.
Deeply poisened
But covered in a white dress

Please,
Don't come to my funeral
With that charming white dress
You know,
I would believe in you
Like I always did.

Every single piece of you
Tickling my mind
Mostly at silent nights.
It hurts but also
Makes me laugh.
The hidden joy inside of a cage!
For whom worthy to find

You never get tired,
Don't you?
And me,
I've lost my life on
Trying to erase
The mess you left behind.
Nothing worked
Or will
So, since today, darling
You are my dear fellow
A fellow for all and none!

Sunday, March 7, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: funeral
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