Borders of red are laced around my mind.
I try to break free, but there's something I can't find.
I see the solitude of cold stone and a somber vision of petrified roses.
There was a time I was not alone in this land of lead feet and cold noses.
Before the branches iced over with crystalline fright,
there was a time of seemingly endless joy in life.
Instead, my darkened mind is surrounded by this surreal world of unnaturally white, bright light,
void of empathy towards pain and strife.
Your description is so charming and such a treat!!!!!!!!! You... are so fortunate that your creativity comes in both words and designs.
Thanks for your comments on the poster with my Goth Girl design below...