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Danielle Mar 2014
I am Grey,
And today is the day,
This is winter,
The Winter of Grey.

The day I shed my human skin,
I shed it fast,*
Fast with a feeling of terrible sin.

But wait,
Hold on,
It is not yet the break of Dawn.

Then I see her in the crowd,
She is very quiet, not too loud,
She stopped briefly then bowed.

She is a Special,
Bright, not dull,
I feel it again,
That quick thump in my skull.

I ask her to step forward,
To show me how she can shift,
She waits, hesitantly,
Her mind gone adrift.

Her fur is black,
As black as night can be,
I want to unlock her heart,
With my special key.

I think I fell in love,
This wasn't supposed to happen,
She is so fragile,
As fragile as a dove.

I will have to tell her what I am,
A beast.
A monster.
A wolf.

But she already knows,
She is one too,
It happen so often,
Every so few.

The pain inside,
It already grew,
I want springtime back,
To bring back new.

She locks herself in her room,
To hide from the wintry gloom of day,
I too, try to escape,
But no one can every say
*Because this is it, the Winter of Grey.
This is from my current book I am writing called, Winter of Grey.
Danielle Mar 2014
Times are tough, very hard,*
I need to keep my eyes open and on guard,
I fall like glass, a broken shard.



You are here, I am there.
My heart says care, life says beware.


No matter where you go, it will always snow.
With new beginnings and new life,
I will tread the hidden path.


Though summer seems short,
And winter is long,
This might be where I belong.

Times are tough, very hard,
I now know to keep myself on guard,
*I fall like glass, a broken shard.
Danielle Dec 2013
I cry,
I don't know why,
I guess it's because you decided to die.
~
You are gone,
And I don't know how or why.
~
Your parents won't tell me a thing,
I feel it, I feel that horrible sting.
~
Come back to me!
Come back to me!
My heart doth sing!
~
You are gone,
And it must be true,
Because I am not with you.
Danielle Dec 2013
I avoid your gaze whenever I see you,
This is too much, too much for me to lose.
~

You never talk to me,
Is it because I am ugly?
~
I want you so bad,
I never knew that I had.
~
I've loved you forever without even knowing,
Is it bad?
Has it been showing?
~
At this point, I don't care,
I just want to touch you and mess up your hair.
~
You are confusing but yet so beautiful to me,
I want to love you,
Can't you see?
~
Listen, listen,
Please listen to me!
I need you more than anything!
~
As I lay down in my bed at night,
I wonder if I could fly over imaginable heights,
Just like loving you would be so bright.
~
Alas, it will never happen,
I guess we are not meant to be,
I just want to love you,
And have you right here, right beside me.
Danielle Dec 2013
What is this called,
It is called sanity,
I don't think I have that.
~
I'm about as sane as a cat,
But I was never born with that,
In fact, I 've never thought like that.
~
Sanity?
More like, insanity,
I can see.
~

He is watching me,
But I'm not that crazy,
Help me...
~
Insanity you haunt me so,
When the lights are turned way down low,
I can still see your faint, little glow.
~
The screams in my head,
Ring as I lay in my bed,
This is the time of the year that I dread.
~
Night, cradle me,
Do not confuse thee,
I have already lost so much sanity.
Danielle Dec 2013
I watch you,
I see you,
But most of all, I know you.
~
You.
The most beautiful girl in school,
You, who screams my name and has nightmares so cruel.
~
You,
The one I love,
The one who's as beautiful as a dove.
~
You,
Who's eyes are crystal blue,
And who's face is clear and true.
~
You,
who loves me back,
Who whispers my name in the night,
Just to end up looking so bright.

You,
The one person that has lips so sweet,
We cuddle up close to hear the beat.
*Our bodies close as we meet.
Danielle Dec 2013
I often dream,
About you, it seems,
Your face reflecting off the moonbeams.
~
I often dream
Of your beautiful eyes,
And when you walk in,*
All the sadness dies.
~
I often dream,
About your lips, on mine,
Which softly combine and entertwine.
~
I often dream,
Of you as a person who,
Will notice me someday,
When will it be?
Time will never say.
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