I walked too many times in the snow
Alone
Shivering in desperation
Slipping on patches of ice
More frozen that I could ever hope to be.
I walked
Hand and feet frozen
Thoughts frozen like the puddles
Snowflakes drifting in like faint hopes
Melting on my face
Numb without expression.
I walked in the snow
Never warmed by any company
Crushing chunks of frozen ice
Under unfeeling footsteps
As I made my way
Home?
Home
Where the sharp chilling wind
Tried to find its way through
The cracks in the walls,
Where I examined
The cold blackened dead parts
Of myself,
Where warmth is but
An elusive dream.
I walked home
In the snow
In the emptiness and dark.
A dream created by falling flakes
And silence.
I don`t want the memories
Of the snow
But it is snowing
And I feel cold.
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