Crystals

The winter cold bites at my heels,

As I walk a path that isn’t right,

The icy winds whip wildly,

As if they have no sight.

The broken nature of my life,

Does naught but cause me pain,

Now at the end I’m left to wonder,

What did I ever gain?

I walk without a purpose,

I walk without a life,

The blizzard heightens to a frenzied pace,

To match my growing strife.

A single tear departs my face,

Looks back and waves goodbye.

It freezes only halfway down.

A crystal from my eye.

I’m not ready to leave this earth,

To join with those above,

But how can I hold on to it,

When for me there is no love?

The winter wonders whisper,

They tell me to lie down,

To join the ranks of icy snow,

Lining up along the ground

I fight the voices in my head,

They wish me to obey,

I cry out to all who’s listening,

“Make these voices go away.”

It echoes through the valley,

And is swallowed by the storm,

Along the broken branches of the trees,

Icicles begin to form.

The whirling elements that surround,

Help me cope with my self-hate.

They numb my skin but heal my heart,

I give them control of my fate.

I travel onwards blindly,

With a new internal calm.

This is where I belong they tell me,

I know their never wrong.

As the winter cold bites at my heels,

I walk a path I know is right

The crystals freeze within my eye,

Blurring everything from sight.