cold ice slipping from my grasp,
can you hear me?
holding my breath and floating down stream.

follow me through the rapids,
my dreams led me here,
pull me out, i'm done dreaming.

sweet essence of life,
drain it out here tonight,
drive it over the cliff

cascading at the bottom
the rocks become sharp and smooth,
knives begging for the fall.

the glaciers float around me,
over me, i run my fingers over them,
they feel just as i do.

beautiful nature, pull me down,
i need no oxygen in this dream,
rocks scrape my skin, i can't feel them

i've become immune to treachery,
done playing with fire,
i'll miss the winter.