Young Writers Society

This is good I like it!
A few things though:
First, I'm pretty sure each line in the poem is supposed to start with a capital letter, but I'm not sure since I'm not one for poetry.
Second, "but their void is cold" I think you meant "voice"? This might be autocorrect or some sort of typo, but I still want to point it out.
Third, is that the way you wrote it flows nicely, keep it up!
And lastly, is "cacophony". The first time you used it pretty well! But, the second time you used it, "This cacophonous fog" seems to be used incorrectly. "Cacophonous" means involving or producing a harsh, discordant mixture of sounds. I don't think the fog did that. Unless you meant fog as storm cloud, then I could see it.

I saw your comment that said you liked to "leave my poems to interpretation" which I like and I have to say, I think this poem is supposed to represent a harsh winter night!

Sorry if this sounded too nit-picky or unprofessional, as this is my first review!

This, however partially shrouded in personal meaning, is an absolutely wonderfully written poem. I love how smoothly the words flow, aiding the suspense and continuation of the story. I'm always a fan when people employ words that aren't typical in day to day language. You've posed a question for people to ask themselves as well, allowing the reader to add their own personal investment into connecting with the poem. I'm a particular fan of the phrase "and their lips are a lilac sky". It poses a beautiful image generally associated with warmth, but applied in this context gain a fresh meaning.
I am confused about three things. I am firstly uncertain of the connection of copper, I have known it to be connected with blood but perhaps I am not understanding the situational translation. Secondly, there is the line "but something malevolent deep in my heart tells me too," and I feel as though you meant "to" instead of "too"? Lastly, I was a little uncertain as to whether it was you or someone else being referred to as ghostly or phantom-like. In the beginning it seems clear that it is you that takes on such appearance, but later on you mention that "they are.../ a poltergeist" and I began to lose face with my own certainty.
Beyond those minor confusions, I think this is a lovely poem and you ought to be proud of it. I appreciate your work, thank you very much for sharing.

Morri.