d

its late the cruel things we do to ourselves

you'll see
a cold hard place
you will wonder

as you melt into the ice
you're warm
and you will resist
upon the doorstep
resistance

for it only breeds of itself
then is simply forgiven.
embraces
rejoice my lovers
evening

it was ment to be seen.

Reviews

[Fire&Ice]

I feel a sense of vengeance/aggression from your chosen words and the way you arrange them. A sort of mocking expression towards the reader...Very interesting vibe. I like it and it asks for much deeper thought.