Like snowflakes, fluttering carefully
Side to side, but straightforward nonetheless
White little fragments of numbing cold
Drawn to the ground, their one and only purpose
For me, fluttering doesn't come so easy
Especially when my ground is that hellish inferno
With every lick of the flames, I melt and melt
It's pleasant, it burns, it's killing me
But I'm not really like that...
The horrible man you make me out to be
I'm trapped in his body with selfish desire
I can't hold it back, no matter how hard I try
I pull at the skin, an attempt to escape
Intoxicated with every breath I take
But it doesn't matter how many times I cut, kick, scream
This cold body is my jail cell for eternity
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Random Short Stories/Poems
De TodoWARNING: May be disturbing or graphic This will contain short stories and poems that I write just because! Some will be horror, some sweet, some just plain weird
