In the Dead of Winter
These paths I walk all lead to snow
White embankments filled with fluff
Masking the truth underneath
Holding us back three feet deep
When will they release me
Keeping me here like a prisoner
Don't they see I want out
The ground is frozen
I can't move my fibers of life
Shake, shake me out of this frozen tundra
I'm itching for a new beginning
kimberly
Thu 2nd Jan 2020 05:01
Thanks all for the Likes on this one. This one was an older one I brought out from the archives. Found it relevant with the season finally here.