Poems · writing

Out Of Line

delightedpessimist

Frost bitten, love ridden

Cracked and bitter lips frame one of those smiles that keep you up at night sometimes

My coat does nothing to keep out the cold.

In this quiet kind of sadness,

I’m missing those warmer months.

A trapeze.

A shorter one from a couple months ago

Published by delightedpessimist

I am the delighted pessimist. Purveyor of sadness, happiness, and everything in between. Mostly in a sad spell as of late, looking to be a bumpy year.

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