Pushing the snow
Out of our street
This showel I will throw
I can't make the path neat
That was my plan
It shouldn't have failed
People from my clan
Have sadly bailed
On help I was counting
Now I'm all alone
Your ghosts will be haunting
Me, now on the throne
Powerless power is in my hands
Although it was never wished for
I will in solitude explore our lands
Letting you close the sacred door
YOU ARE READING
alone in the night
Poetrythese are some of my poems if they could be called that. that is just my way to express myself and to let it all out when i fell i have no one to talk to. i know they are nothing special, but if someone finds comfort in any of my words, i will be ve...
