Fate

The snow falls gently upon my heart, freezing any hope that was ever there. the wind dances swiftly through my soul, eroding the love that once brought me tears. covered with this scarlet, snow, I breathe no more for my lungs have frozen. My heart slows as i lay in my prison, freezing to death, and silent with memories. Unable to move i stare blindly at death, my lifeless body lay frozen, my blood stained snow. The snow falls gently on my still quiet heart, covering my pain with the blood of my past. thinking of you is my only warmth in this cold, for your the spring to this winter, that pain that iv known. The snow falls so gently to where i once laid, this winter has proven, that there is no fate.