Skittles

this has nothing to do with candy

As I turn the page

To write a new chapter,

I find that I am at a

Loss for words.

 

I'm holding on to a

Dream past gone,

And I'm tired of seeing

Red.

 

Letting go now

Could mean so much.

But I need something

To grasp onto.

 

You reaching out

would mean so much.

When I feel

Half dead.

Reviews

[Kelley]

I liked this Ice! I feel a wanting coming from deep inside
in this writing. It flowed really well and I was wondering
how you came up with that title?


Thanks for sharing.

Kelley