Frost Bitten
From the Series "Love's Injuries"
The house is cold,
like your expression,
like your words,
like your shoulder
Smiles turned upside down
I had to grow up and remove the princess tiara you once placed upon my head
Still the house was cold,
My kingdom out of control
I used to think a fifth of vodka couldn’t kill someone but then I
Saw you
Still the house was cold,
like your eyes,
your skin,
your mind
I used to think there was a draft coming in through the window but
I felt it
Finally making it's self known to me
A ghost passing through
A shell A ghost passing through A confused story in the waterA former you
Your ghostpassing through
About the Creator
Chloe kuhn
I write abstract and story telling poetry I hope people can connect with on some level.
I'm currently attending GVSU majoring in English and minoring in philosophy. I want to be an editor when I get out of school.
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