Amidst the Falling Snow
She hopes for her tears to turn to ice. She wants them heavy on her cheeks. The pain of tearing them away from the skin might sooth the pain in her heart. She wants to shatter them.
The cold has long since numbed her body. The snow princess tears are falling faster and she can hardly see in front of herself. She’s got snowflakes in her eyelashes. Her tears are turning into ice.
She wants to sink into the snow. Fall asleep. Never wake up again.
It hurts. Her heart. Her body. Her soul.
She turns and trudges back inside.
Copyright C.R.M. Nilsson 2010
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