Somber Thoughts [Poetry of Morbidity]

Love Letter To The Cold

Oh snowy expanse, hear me cry

Alight my soul with gentle flakes,

Ease the burn and soothe the drought

Bury me deep in icy embrace

Frigid god of death, white queen of the void

Hear my pain and smother it with love

Envelop me into a cold oblivion,

For I can bear my sins no longer

Wash the blood from what I lost and stole-

Drown my soul in ivory virtue

And wash me anew from what I have seen

As a witness to death, I am broken

Massacre upon these lands have no cause

My heart bleeds and begs no more

But where the snowfall caresses and soothes,

Numbing the aches of a life so cautious,

So too, do these demons follow

With screaming whispers of pain eternal

And cardinal memories of what I am

Where amidst these inky demons may I find solace?

An icy casket may call me by name,

Perhaps the snow may blanket my pain,

And so too may the goddess abide,

As my heart yearns for a softer reside,

But my hands, agents of my watchful eye

Are forever etched in blood,

And my mind will abide no lie