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If This Is The End
I look out of the window
The sky is darkest grey
It looks oppressive out there
A day for staying inside
As the walls slowly close in
The snow starts to fall
A home becomes a prison
It's strange that something
So white, clean and bright
Can make you feel so sad
The child like joy and excitement
Of snow balls and snow men
Left such a long time ago
And it will never return
Instead I curse the snow
And pray for its disappearance
When I finally die it feels like
I will die alone and I hope
It's in the snow
A good way to go
A frozen smile
Or an icy pout
Unlike many he
Was never a sell out
If this is the end
It is beyond me
God wouldn't even
Let me have that
Fifteen minutes
Crushed ice and
Powdered snow
Signals the end
A tragedy
For one
Fate
Sucks
Published 6th Feb 2018
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6th Feb 2018 2:44pm
7th Feb 2018 5:34am
6th Feb 2018 10:16pm
Fate's got a lot to do, my friend. Sometimes we have to give her a hand; thus she changes everyday. Hope is tested during these times . . .
7th Feb 2018 5:35am
7th Feb 2018 12:45pm
9th Feb 2018 1:42am
8th Feb 2018 3:22am
This made me think of how the toughest part of building a snowman was getting that second ball on top of the first, and it was all downhill after that, and fun, actually, so wouldn't it be great if life could be that way, ( we even put a hat on him to keep his head warm ) hehe ..
9th Feb 2018 1:49am
Yeah as a child I loved making snow men I also used to do voice overs and make them talk - being a boy I made them cuss a lot (lol)
Thank you for the read and the comments - made me smile :-)))))))))))
Thank you for the read and the comments - made me smile :-)))))))))))
9th Feb 2018 11:35am
If you ever find yourself caught in the snow, remember the warmth of my never ending love <3
Perhaps we will both find the playful fun in snow again... watch out, snowballs heading your way! =)
I love you my dearest David <3
Perhaps we will both find the playful fun in snow again... watch out, snowballs heading your way! =)
I love you my dearest David <3
18th Feb 2018 5:08am
snow balls heading right back at ya :-P
May need some warm hugs indeed :-))))))))
I love ya right back :-))) <3
May need some warm hugs indeed :-))))))))
I love ya right back :-))) <3
Anonymous
9th Feb 2018 2:51pm
As someone who suffers from seasonal affective disorder, I feel this one in my bones. What we enjoyed as children no longer holds the same charm. Trapped, cold and weighted down...that's what I get from winter. And that's what you've imbued this poem with as well. But looking just above me... ^...at the comment from your lovely, I'd say you're gonna be just fine, my friend. Loving snow ball fights on your horizon. :-)
Many warm hugs!! :-)
...Willow
Many warm hugs!! :-)
...Willow
18th Feb 2018 5:10am
I can't wait - i will win the snowball fight, or maybe i should let her win :-))))))
thank you willow - Huge big Hugs :-)))))))))))))
thank you willow - Huge big Hugs :-)))))))))))))
