the days blur into each other
can no longer tell the difference between them
sleep does no good
thinking makes no sense
loving... don't you fucking dare.

everything has changed.
everyone is changed, every love has been lost
every smile merely faked.
and even ones who don't know
can see something's wrong.

the cold is everlasting,
the threat all-consuming...
will you be rolled
into a snowball pushed over a cliff,
or simply... forgotten,
buried beneath the snow?