This is the curse
I have to live with
With everyday it becomes worse
This is the truth, its not a myth
The words that are about to leave my mouth
Is an everyday misery that I live
Cold that eats at your skin
Never ending agony
It has long begin
Skin that blisters blindly
From ice that grows deep within
Winter days are angry
Giving you an evil grin
Deep in the woods is where I live
Where the trees move
And winter lives
As alive as it breathes, you can hear its heartbeat
My blood runs through the roots
Keeping me here like concrete
The days are endless and empty
A bargain I made
That ended badly
With winter itself that twisted and glacé, the words (glacé- gla-say- meaning frozen)
I am forever lost
In winter itself
Covered in ice and frost
I gave the one I love myself
But at a cost, I am forever lost
With features distorted and infected
From winter that ripped and clawed my soul open
I am forever in a bargain
With winter itself carved in, my skin and soul
Ice that grows and leaks
Breaks through my skin
Please don't make a bargain
With winter itself, cause you'll wish it never began
I am stuck deep within the forest
Where things you've never heard of move and live
Its one of the darkest, of places
You'll be forever captive
In a winter's bargain
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Tortured Mind~ Poems~
PoetryThis is a poem book with an eerie twist to the holidays and seasons. Bringing you deep into the chilling secrets of winter and the hot deceptions of summer.