Tears froze to her face,
The world was weighted down by snow,
Frost sticken,
And empty stomached,
She walked along a mountain rage of debris,
And disaster.
She laid there floating in despair,
Snow carved into her skin,
Frozen blood cracking against her whiteness,
Snow sheeting her,
She was dying there,
A warm scream filled her heart,
Never to be heard again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
down by snow, good one