DumplingMomo

The pain of yesterday is vivid in our minds, The words that were said, The blood that was shed, The scars burned into our hearts. We held that blade so tightly, Our hands shaking under the weight, Of an impossible decision. Sometimes the pain is just too much, Sometimes you have to let go, Let go of this world, Let go of yourself, As you fly away, We won’t blame you. Your memory will stay with us, We will remember you for your smile, For your beautiful laugh, For the way your voice sounded, You will not be forgotten. Sometimes our hands shake too much, And the blade falls to the ground, But I am not a survivor. Sometimes we choos

The snow fell gently onto the ground. It covered the ground in a blanket of white. It was beautiful, it really was. But it was cold, very cold. It wrapped around you and held on tight. A warm coat or jacket couldn't keep the cold out. Maybe it was the fact of what was happening; the fact that the warmest smile couldn't warm her heart. She was broken, but hid it well. Her heart was in pieces and she believed it would stay that way. But she wasn't aware of the event's to come. Eventually the snow would melt. But for a while her heart would stay frozen. It would stay broken. But soon, she'd let someone in. But for now, she'd watch as the sno