Icicles form on the ceiling,
I can't help but get a bad feeling
Now I'm filled with worry,
The weather outside is becoming more than flurry
As I take another step I hear a cracking sound,
Looks like my body will never be found
I wish I would've done what I was told,
Now the last thing I'll feel is a stab of cold
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Poem was written on March 15th, 2017.
STAI LEGGENDO
Poems From The Dark Minded
PoesiaThis is a book of poems I've written myself. I posted this book on my Quotev account originally, and I've decided to move them to Wattpad as well. Warning, this book contains many mentions of murder, blood, suicide, depression, and bullying. Read...
