the pain comes in seasons
some of which I dread
winter comes with cold
freezing my heart
making it unreachable
spring comes with roses
thorns piercing my skin
revealing the ugly in my bones
summer comes with heat
melting the ice from my heart
bearing my soul of glass to the world
autumn comes with storms
harsh wind leaving scars on my hands
the very hands that hold my heart
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bittersweet poetry ♡
Poesiapoems of melancholy and nepenthe Highest Ranking: #3 in Poetry
