Poems from Bernael
I loved her, she said I convinced
Her otherwise
That broke my heart
Was she my sweetheart?
I’m not sure..
Do I still love her now?
Of...
`The coldest feeling`
I’ll never forget the feeling of your cold wretched hands reaching into my chest
The feeling of your below freezing...
To become human
You must withdraw the love from your veins
And spread it on your face
To clear your skin if sin
you must hold the sorrow...