underneath the snow

Once upon a field of snow,  the snow bleed red 

a pitter patter 

rabbits imprints  in a milky placid 

beads strung on a string of crystallized dewdrops 

that waltz through the sky 

chandeliers shimmer type of winter 

a white sheet of breast milked dreams 

covered the emerald grass 

that withered in through the cracks 

reaching up 

curling it ends around 

the pinky of little children 

that longed for an Alice in Wonderland Spring

their eyes lost and mesmerized in the pain that held their souls 

their smile held their memories 

they couldn't feel the cold 

but they liked the way the grass stabbed in their skin 

and produced a thickening sweet liquid that looked like the color of momma's lipstick 

The cold came 

the wind whistled

the air felt dead 

the children 

digged 

until 

the 

felt 

the 

grass 

their 

skin 

the 

grass rubbed 

furiously

until 

their 

skin 

bleed 

ruby 

the 

red 

trickled 

down 

the 

field  

of 

snow

filling 

the 

snow 

with 

the 

blood 

of 

innocence

and 

grew 

tulips 

from 

the 

memories 

of the past 

they  had to bleed to feel again