Lost
Forgotten in the bitter cold that was once my heart
Once filled with warmth, now only loneliness
The blood drips from this the scar you left
A gaping wound. A tragic end
Death, a sick reprieve from the world that tore us apart.
Pain? What is pain. Nothing can compare to what you left.
Let me disappear in this flurry of snow and ash
I will never be found again.
and yet..
The sun may return someday
To melt away this icey tomb
if it comes, will I remain the same?
Is there a horizon beyond this black void?
I can't see the future. I can only know
What remains


Commission for  honeyhusky
ARt©Kirsten victoria harper aka Tidmatiger
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