poem for @good-vibes-and-blue-eyes. hope this is okay !
♡
it has been quiet here for a long, long time.
the wind here,
it cuts through me, chilling me deeply.
oh,
so deeply i almost forget that there was a time when i enjoyed this feeling,
reveled in it.
♡
the sun pours through a sliver of clear sky,
just for a moment,
before it slides away behind the clouds.
i remember when the sun would wake me in the morning,
and i know,
i enjoyed this, too.
but the sun has not woken me up in years,
and i am so often cold now, it is hard to remember ever being warm.
♡
in quiet moments,
i sometimes wonder if i should have been a faery,
think that maybe the universe made a mistake with me,
if only because i am more spite than love.
more malice than kindness.
i worry that people can tell how raw i am on the inside;
my taut skin cut open to reveal such fragile, fragile bones.
and here,
where the wind is so frozen and the sun is so shy, the blood flows and it never stops.
