ice cream
you scream
we all scream
for ice cream
that cold treat
ice cream
deliciously decadent
you scream
frozen joy
we all scream
brain-freeze inducing
for ice cream
but if you don't move fast
now matter how much you scream
it'll all just become a dream
melted away as sticky black spots
painting the concrete jungle floor
wasted away
dreams
freezing
brain
and
I SCREAM
because
the dead cold
froze me
not longer delicious
ice cream
Inspiration: I started writing this one awhile ago... and it was originally a happy ode to ice cream... but over time it got a little darker... soooo here ya go :)
Go after your dreams before you just let them melt away....
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Poems (The Patterns of my Mind)
PoetryThis is a collection of random poems that I usually write when I have even more writers block for my other stories. Current photo belongs to Against the Current (the actual band). *All rights reserved*
