Random Poetry

a wall of glass

writers note: i wrote this at 3 am and dont really know how i feel about it but enjoy 

pushing 

my face

up

to the glass

the world

is foggy

from 

my side

i see you

frowning

tears

in your eyes

why?

now 

there is blood

on the grass

its just 

so cold

outside

where 

did your smile go?

all the children

that used to play

got buried in snow

you look up

and see my face

now you are

running

pounding

frantically 

shoving

at the glass

you push away

all the fog

and now 

i can see 

everything

your eyes

are dull

your face 

is scarred

how do i let you in?

to my save haven

how do i 

stitch the wounds

that are bleeding 

so much

red blurs my vision

i shatter

what keeps me in

keeps me safe

the icy 

ground

bites at my skin

im falling

your lips are blue

but so are mine

press them together

we are running out of time

but we

will be touching

at last

leaving behind

only pieces 

of broken glass