• My past is frozen
    making it difficult for me to see
    what can become of me ?
    forever falling down
    who am i but a snowflake ?
    a glimmer of home desccending from the heavens....
    a hateful reminder of what to come
    I long for your touch
    and yet I collapse with your weight
    I feel no warmth from your finger tips
    I see no eyes anxious for my chill
    I hear no words whispering in my ears for a better day
    I smell no roses waiting for a blanket of white to cover the beauty
    and taste. I taste nothing but the frozen breeze
    Lonely and distant from the world
    Rejected and without comfort
    I am but a snowflake with powers unknown even to myself
    Hoping one day to have felt the heat and passion of love
    My past is frozen