• winterdrama 33w


    There are days you black
    Like the raging storm of night
    Scrambles and shatters left in your wake

    There are days you grey
    Like the cloudy sky before it rains
    Little rumbles and cracks
    Then serenity pours as you rain

    There are days you white
    Like the dazzling moon amid the plain dark sky
    Like the snow that covers a scorched field
    Restoring the damage done and washing away the pain caused.
    White is my best hue of you.