Untitled (Draft) Poem by Nate Snowball

I travel a perilous journey
The road oft called Life
Filled with great Beasts of Evil
And not ever short of strife

This path has become icy
A dark, thin road I walk
I struggle not to slip
While at me the beasts do mock

Out of a dense dark fog
I see you drawing near
To guide my lost soul
And relieve me of my fear

You grab hold of my hand
And guide me to safety
You show me a warm light
Where we can both be free

Together we are held
In a state of pure sweet bliss
With this love that we share
We embrace and share a kiss

Never again will I walk
On that dark icy trail
For now I have you
With whom I can forever sail