All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Ice Shanks
January 9, 2018
Your complaints make me sick,
The love you give is love to be kind to be cruel
But the only thing from love you learned
Was how to shoot someone in the heart.
Your own form of ice still can’t pierce
The frozen core of your heart,
Causing alight fires in other lives
And making ashes hidden under frost bitten finger nails
Skin dripping away from fingers,
Flesh slowly. slowly, peeling away from bones,
Barbecued in a way just like pork
But sadly without the sauce
No mercy for the sleepless drawl
That encloses on your victims encased
Yet making its way up veins of
The raw blade of the wielder
© Anonymous
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
