Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2019
Eventually
The cold seeps through you
Into you
You become
The cold
You are cold.
It is not your fault
Impossible.
How can you be to blame
For a world that was already
Way too cold
To begine with.
L
Written by
L  Californa
(Californa)   
239
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems