i arise
i brush the snow off my bitten face
a strange comfort smothers my body
chilled winds clear the air infront of my eyes
everything is white
all around me an incessent blanket
the purest of white
all i can do is walk
why am i not cold?
how long have i been walking?
this has to stop
i only see the blanket,
but not behind me
crimson
hands painted; its not mine
running, dashing, flying
following
frozen
a silhouette
curious, scared of the unknown, walking once more
brushing snow from face once more
frozen once more
my eyes are still open
searching for the wound
discovery, an empty chest
where is my heart?
frozen, the last diamond strikes the earth
i...i remember....
i never got it back
with her's returned, im left in a frozen world..