Tresses hang covering your face
On your knees, it's too much to take...

A shadow of glory
Shrouding the remains...

A storm
Inside...

An animal whimpers deep in my chest
Surrounded by muscular walls...

Wishful thoughts and desperation dance in my mind
Twisted together into something of malicious...

Stubbornly I will grind my teeth
And clench my fists...

Static noise wraps my eardrums
To silence the steady beating in my chest...

Beauty only tender hearts can see
Through the mask of disability...

The snow falls slowly
Blanketing as far as the eye can see...

In a house or on the street
People embrace images...

Such a beautiful thing
A blanket of snow...

A hint of bitterness
Hidden in sarcastic jabs...