A Poem that Doesn’t Deserve a Title
June 9, 2016
Everything is cold
Everything is dead
Nothing is moving
Nothing seems alive
The snow falls slowly
Hitting the faces of the couple
As they argue about their future
Winter had never been so cold
They turned what seemed so beautiful
Into something so ugly and unwanted
Who knew they held so much power
Winter seemed so hateful
Everything is cold
Everything is dead
Nothing is moving
Nothing seems alive
The snow fell harder
As their argument grew colder
It was now a blizzard
Why so much hatred?
Snow is supposed to be beautiful
Each snowflake different
But now, it seemed snowflakes didn’t matter
Clumped together making them ugly
Everything is cold
Everything is dead
Nothing is moving
Nothing seems alive
Winter is dead
Winter is ugly
To the couple arguing
About their never possible future