I've long wandered and searched,
The dark shrouded caverns of my head...

I wish I could remember the type of poem this was...
As cold as...

Horrors breathing in the night,
nightmares shuttering to life...

The Sky’s Tears of Snow
Rain is often referred to as the sky's tears...

I saw me
in those moments...

Where are you, Love?
I cannot see your face...

The days blend together,
merging into weeks and months...

I love you.
But love, alone...

I was walking through the mountains
a refreshing solitary hike...

In the majestic piney mountains cold,
caressed by the drifts of falling snow...

She was desperately in love, in a world entirely...
Living what was certainly, life's matchless...

I cannot find it.
I cannot reach it...