Poems from crystaleldredge

No one had prepared me For Winter. That black cold Struck you to the bone. Not even the moon shone Through my smog.  
The only thing that is true Is that they all look like you In the dark.  
I tried for her. I tried to make life nice. I gave her honey And she spits out venom.   My flesh burns, Smokey scent filling my nose, And...
With great vengeance and furious anger She will burn you. Drag us all through the dirt Until our gashes Are pustulated mounds And our skin...
A friend once told me To wake up early And look up to the sky. The golden sun would light up The purple winds. Revealing the hidden...