Sad Gothic Poems: Dark in the day
My mind elimanates everthing around Mist crips in like in a cold winter morning. Now i have a vision i see a girl walking her hair is down;wet and down like simple twins hanging from a steel pole Upon her head is a cloud a dark cloud carrying heavyness and hurtache Though trying to find her way the cloud the mist all to much for her,she struggles to shake it of but...no Then she falls..... Sad poems: Dark in the day
