Untitled by Chad Alsop

Slow
Quiet
Every thought screams through the air
Empty foot step in the snow
Flowers
Devoured by the over bearable gloom
Leaving memories hanging
Like dead trees
Naked
Exposed
For what they really are
The sight of your breath
Lingering a little bit longer
The starless nights
The Harvest moon
Frozen
In the sky, take a breath
Let the cold
Enter your soft pink lungs
Feel the pain left over
From sunny summer days
Inspiring
So empty
So cold
So still
There’s monsters on the streets
Wearing their mask’s
Long past hallows eve
And wait
Until they see me.