The glistening snow,
The hums of the bones,
Shivers running up and down,
Watching the time slow,
As the pain seeps in,
The eternal flame caressed by the softness of sorrow,
Echoes of the smash,
Burns of the past,
Stains of the blood,
Trickling from the deep gashes of the glass shards,
Diamonds of the precious tears,
Arms open wide,
Blazed by the inferno,
Hoping to grasp the screams,
Instead left to embrace the smiles of agony.
As the flickers of happiness,
Clasps onto the woven threads,
Shining brightly with glimmers of hope.
Eunoia 