Oct 5, 2013
as the snow falls it coats everything pure white but when the sun goes down and the mood comes out the demons come to play they crawl through your windows and seep into your dreams and stay to rest in your head as the sun comes up and the snow starts to melt the demons are resting snug in your head they tell you they're friends and you know no better so you welcome them to stay by the time the snow is all gone and they flowers have started to grow the demons have to find a new place to rest because you sleep in the ground under roses and stone
-Emily (abluvion) my original poem