This was a show of force,
It wasn't a choice.
I didn't make it,
You decided to take it.
I didn't ask for this to happen,
For the shrinks to keep asking,
What happened that night,
Why won't you tell a soul in sight?
I'll be silent for a while,
But I won't live in denial.
I'll admit what happened to myself,
I'll avoid the questions and the help,
But soon the world will know,
What happened in the snow.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Poetry 2
PoetryThis is the continuation of my first book labeled, Dark Poetry. They are independent books and can be read alone, each chapter is a different poem and can be read alone from the collection. With that said, please don't steal my works, they are origi...
