The Beautiful Crystals Of Death Poem by Forever Underestimated

It began as simple crystals
Falling around me,
Creating a gentile landscape;
Beautiful.
But it never stopped falling,
And the crystals built up
Into mounds,
Being crushed in the process.
Why won't it stop?
It's paralyzing me.
Every ability I have is being masked
By the flakes,
So gentile.
And they cover everything else, as well,
So I'm blind
And stuck
In this one spot.
I can't find shelter.
I'm frozen to the ground.
I scream,
Save me now.
But the crystals are drowning me.
Such beauty.
I love you.
Rescue me,
Please.
You're killing me.