Freezing, it's peaceful,
wraps you in it's cool embrace,
edging you towards darkness
letting you breathe your last
Yet
It wishes to be warm
It wishes to be loving
It wishes to be inviting
All this yet it brings death
It tries to ease the pain
It instead lets the body relax
Relax into nothingness.
It just wants to love,
So love it can it's best
By cooling you and inviting
it into it's loving nothing
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Inner Workings of My Mind
PoetryA bunch of different poems and thought processes I've had and finally have the guts to share. I hope you guys like them. *NOT MY PICTURE.* credit goes to who ever made the awesome picture that I'm using for the cover. I personally found it on Pinter...
