Snow suicide

by Sinister Soire   Mar 3, 2005


Unknown to the watchers
Those are not spikes of ice
Frozen into place hanging
A frozen deadly vice

Blood frozen falling down
From the balcony above
Innocently appears as water
From the source of love

Drips slowly build up
To form the giant spikes
Pooling above the ground
Manifest of all dislikes

A body still unfound
Up besides the railing
Until someone realizes
That its blood that is hailing

Another victim found
Another one deceased
Another persons own life taken
A yearning soul released

Dying under a slow blanket
Snow overtop the boy
Peaceful death among the gods
The note a small decoy

copyright 2005 © Logan brown

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  • 19 years ago

    by Angeline

    First, I adored the title, it describes whats happening, and still it doesn't tell anything. Second, I really like it when people dies in a very dramatic way (I know I'm psyco)...
    Third, this was just awesome...

  • 19 years ago

    by Kayla

    Great poem i love it

  • 19 years ago

    by My Obsεssion

    Wow that was just plain excellent. Loved everything about it. Man just awesome. Keep up the good work! <33 Erin

  • 19 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    excellent write hunnie, as always. You're so talented, I swear <33 i love you so much, you mean everything to me xxxxxx this was really well written, very intense and powerful, I hope you don't end up being that boy. xxxx i love you xxxxx

    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCarexx

  • 19 years ago

    by Momentary Relapse

    Excellent as usual. You never fail to deliver.

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