I discovered a door behind my dresser the other day
Covered with cobwebs, dust and mold.
A small key laid next to it
Taunting me to find out what was on the other side.
I slipped the cold piece of metal into the lock
As a giant cloud of ancient blurred my senses.
The door opened with ease
Almost as if being controlled automatically
Brightness poured through the cracks
Along with a cold blast of air
A few snowflakes made it past the door
Entangling themselves in my hair and melting
I took a single step in
Bracing the cold and felt none
A pure white dress covered me
It kept me surprisingly warm despite having no sleeves
I couldn't decipher where I was
Snow covered the barren land
Not a single life, human nor animal, in sight.
The wind too calm for comfort
It was tranquil
No one to stare at me
No one to judge me
I loved that...
...despite the fact I was lonely.
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Poems
PoetryIt's just a collection of what I feel like writing. I'm not really sure that I should call them poems. There's no real purpose of what's in here. If any of these don't make sense, just ask me. I'm gonna try and write one for every day of the year.
