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Nov 2013
The cold wind blows and I embrace every chill running up my legs and across my face like the models on tv. I dont like the snow but I like how everything is dying. It reminds me, I too can start over next spring. These dark days cant last forever cuz someday the suns got to shine. My skins grown a rough layer to the point where those 21 cuts of sorrow no longer have burden on me. I look at them and say, that was just where I was that night, and where I am now, is ready to fight and be strong again. For with winters sadness comes my depressive nature, and every snow fall is a battle to keep trecking and moving forward through the blizzard of life. And just when I want to fall down and give up, a snow angel reminds me its all going to be ok!
Sunny Snow
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Sunny Snow  Madison, WI
(Madison, WI)   
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   Emily Tyler
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