iceborne

Desolate Road Winter has fallen, And In between this desolate road, I stand. And just as the white rain that playfully dance before my silhouette, just when I think it's within my grasp, it forever dissipates. Again I stand, a lonely figure sniveling through this barren road; finding that the wonders of this world has a mortality beyond what we can or should understand. And on this coldest of days,   With the bitter white pour, falling increasingly on my traveled facade, ---infusing into the very seams of my soul, I stood no more. But as my heart surrendered, As the Light within fluttered, Willing to embrace The twi