Dark Poetry (& random)

The Cold One

The cold one

By Samantha Cook

I won't miss you

I never do

The thought loss - I shrug

I make you soul stretch and rip

But you never get it

You never will

Poor you, who loved to much

Could not break my cold veneer

Wonder not

I stay solid when you leave

Never to thaw

Never to believe

Love

Say it ten times - is it still a word?

Or a sound you've broken hearts with

For everyone is too involved

It's my choice to stay cold.

-Author notes-

It's a little too dark to win a poetry contest, buta line came to me and I vented. It's the only way I can write, so I'm struggling to finish the fairytale massacre poem.

Anyway, enjoy the darkness, live in the light.