Poems on a dark night 🖤

Amber.

Cuddled on the sofa and trapped in your warmth, I know for now I will survive.
You care for me just like the fire that stops my bones from pulsating out of my skin due to the coldness,
Or numbness,
it's hard to tell these days.
Pumpkin spice and all things nice but all I need is you.
Your amber eyes, you touching my thighs, you earned your trust too soon
So now she's sad and asking what's so bad for she feels so dirty but her body's clean
Her mind is filthy but not in the way you would think see, her mind is corrupted by her sadistic fantasies
Would you say sounds like a psycho
But what would you know
Would you still say that if these fantasies are about harming herself, not others
Her feeling is gone, she's numb now so how does she still have feelings for others
The autumn leaves still fall to their death off the trees, the amber aura, everything reminds her of you, or the trauma when her legs chafing is just as painful as your hands roaming where they aren't wanted.
And her fingers blue reminds her of the sadness she feels too for she is what's the word well you could say she's blue.
But you'll always be amber no matter what sins you've done.