Snow

Snow.. Im not really sure how to set this up... >.<

I miss the snow and how it radiates pureness in every flake. How laying in it could make me forget the world of hurt I've endured that day. I love how it takes me back to better days when laughter floated around me until the tears fell, and then tears do fall; because I miss those days when smiling didn't hurt and tears only meant that I've been laughing too hard.  Despite the cold I lay still wrapping myself in the innocence that surrounds me, as if that can take me back to those times. When snow fall meant no school, and I could sleep late only to wake the next day to snowball fights. When I'd spend the days running in the field and hiding behind forts, and the nights wrapped up next to the fire explaining everything about that day; even though you were there. But I'm not there, I'm laying on my back with shivers down my spine from the cold; and my dark eyes havent left the sky in hours. I've watched the say turn to night and back again, and I wait. I'm not so sure what I'm waiting for but I know the snow will bring it, it always does. I stay there, frozen and then not because I've grown used to the ice that has attached itself to me. We are one and when spring comes to melt it, I have hopes that I'll melt too, until I'm nothing; Never to grace this space again. But then spring does come, and I find that I'm still here surrounded by a world of hurt and wishing for the snow because i know that with its pureness it can take me to a forgotten place.

Author's Note

please ignore grammar, and spelling issues.

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

From reading this I can see it comes from the heart.
excellent write.

[Unloved_kitty]

This is a beautiful poem =]
Nice write
Keep it up ! :D