Snow
The snow falls, bringing coldness like that of my own heart,
what I discovered today has absolutely torn me apart,
I knew I was so wrong, but somehow it felt so right,
it was only you who filled my dreams every day and night,
I see in you now nothing extraordinary, how did this ever start?
And still the snow falls like a sharp and bitter lace,
I see the snow in the window behind you, but also upon your face,
I'm in this place now, feeling so much that I'm all alone,
Your lovind blue eyes, now have taken on such an icy tone,
the love and adoration removed, the coldest snow in their place.
Memories fall on me as the snow falls to the ground,
I remember on a day just like this, how the snow was all around,
you warmed me of the cold in your own strong arms,
in that time not long ago, I thought I could meet no harm,
It was all too perfect, but the opposite I have now found.
The furious dots of white accumulate, creating a thin blanket of the purest kind,
I once was such, now durtied grey, the color of the bleak spitting sky,
by our forbidden closeness and teh love I sought but was never to find,
I played the fool, you played the game, the star-crossed lover was I.
The snow brings the cold which burns my cheeks, as these tears so often do,
I see it now even throught the cloud of snow, the one that you car for is only you,
words so sweet and carefull stand opposite those unthoughtful ones which hurt me so,
those are the ones that echo in my mind, how they made me feel you didn't care to know,
I never asked much of you, though you asked so much of me, but why could you have just been true
The snow moves for no one, ikilling with its icy grip, causing problems all along the way,
in so many ways just like you, yet I saw a flicker of something else in your eyes today,
a small glimmer of insecurity, lonlienss and a bitter jelousy,
floating amidst indifference and greed in those two frozen seas,
and through it all I love you no less, the future is long, maybe we could still be together some day.
The whithered grass, buried in chilling white, knows what the snow does not,
throught the hard times, strength is found, not taught or bought,
while cold and crushed it can be known the sun will soon bring life,
the snow will melt, it's water giving the grass new life, growing again, rising from the strife,
and finally it can be found what through the cold was sought.
Forever I'll stand, I'm strong and the snow will grow me stronger,
I see your ficad fading fast away, can you hand on much longer?
the snow has stopped, the bleak clouds, now are lifting,
you haven't a hold on me anymore, I'm slowly drifting,
far from you, where I can soar on the wind once again, a life of which I am much fonder.
Someday when you're outside on a warm sunny day,
stand barefoot in the plush grass, close your eyes, breath deep, forget what you can,
feel the gentle breeze caress your cheek, feel life in a a new way,
remember ever bit of this, for this is where I am...free.