sirravennekros

Congratulations... anyone foolish or bored enough to be scoping out this page is gonna get a little bit of poetry.
I created this poem in a fit of angst at work.
I dedicate it to all of my friends.
Who I can't offend by dedicating it here where they do not read.


Half remembered
amber coated
memories of better times.

Left in the sun
to color red
like falling autumn.

Tender like
a recent wound
to unexpecting touch.

Standing alone
three feet away
from the light you are in.

Cold and tired
in empty shivers
of frozen winter.

Why did you
leave me standing
outside of your spring?

My silent tears
freeze on my cheeks
as the warmth fades.


Now I'm going to go curl up in a ball and claw my eyes out.