Ana

I am a winter girl

The wind breathes me

And I become ice

Solidifying into nothing

But nothing will always be too much

 

I am a winter girl

Celebrating my birth in the month

That becomes me

Emptiness is my goal

Nothingness is my reward

 

I am a winter girl

Scarlet traces my carved features

Chipping away what was

And becoming what is

I am crystalline

 

I am a wintergirl

Fighting for perfection

Searching for direction

But finding nothing is certain

Reviews

[Priscilla Moore]

The depth of this piece is awesome! I love your metaphors, they paint a vivid image of emotions...