Dreaming of the WindA Poem by SamBug
Bitter cold brink of darkness
biting chillingly against my fingers which, for just one second, removes the numbness of mine soul. Midnight clear possessed by silence, overtaken by the nothingness of despair. Who am I but a mere girl living in a shattered world, paving its own path to hopelessness, like I; begging to be mended. I gaze upon the mysterious moon, the night's only northern star, watching as it disappears behind the bruises similar to the ones you shed on my heart. I stop hold my breath listen.. to the chilling wind whistling off the trees; so bare yet so full of illustrious life. If only to be like the night's wind; plagued with ultimate destruction... blessed with elegant serenity... free to soar amongst it's own desires; to look upon the miracle of sensation and live to wander another wonder. My body is suffocating while my soul struggles for air. I stare out into the shadows and say goodnight one last time. Tomorrow is another day full of dreams and wishes all the same. © 2012 SamBugReviews
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Added on January 23, 2012Last Updated on February 3, 2012 AuthorSamBugGTown, ARAboutOkay... So these things are always hard to fill out but I suppose I'm going to try to describe me as best as possible. My name is Sam. Some people call me Sammy poo, Sam Bug, or simply Sam Loo. I'm .. more..Writing
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