Poems from BWintersfield
Burning, churning hold in the words
it’s a sharp toothed grin with red paint
smile and play the act of innocence
it wants to kill, see...
Scarlet streaks and ruby droplets
trace the crevices of past mistakes
making new reminders of selfish deeds
to release an overwhelming...
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel,
the first robin of every spring,
a puddle at the end of the rainbow,
and a new beginning to...
I promised to reach the stars
make a life for myself
do something extraordinary.
Soon I fell behind
picked off dreams like flower petals...
I am a lonely ghost
forced to wander the earth
alone.
No one comes near.
A tragic fate
watching days go by
a silhouette
an empty void
of...