The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
The dark, spooky night was passing so slow
No one in this place was friends, but foe.
On ice, they would battle until their very deaths
They would battle and fight ‘til there was nothing left.
But Icemy didn’t like how they tore each other apart
While they were tearing their skins, they were tearing his heart.
He sat all alone sobbing so so loud
In a place so deserted where nothing could be found.
Every day countless hundreds were injured or killed
They broke the happiness that his mother had once built.
There was nothing he could do but sit there and cry
Why did they hurt each other? Why, just why?
Fiction © Copyright Asena Lourenco
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More about Asena Lourenco:
Asena Lourenco is 10 years old. She loves reading, playing Scottish traditional fiddle music on her violin, dancing, and martial arts as well as writing her own stories.
She would like to be a teacher and writer when she grows up. She also loves cats and babies!
Spreading the Writer's Word 
A terrific poem.
Wonderful!
Love it! BRAVO!