Lovely Snowfall

slithered down these halls like water,
weaving between all those logs,
They passed over me thinking I was just-
– another current condemned here.

All of these wooden doors are locked,
fending off my pleas to enter.
So he finds me swimming here;
lost beneath the tides of myself,
He presses his lips to mine
(slipping snow uncomfortably up)
My smell is tainted with nerves.

Problems phase by with trembles,
seeping out from under my skin.
I’ve lost myself in this place,
all the doors no open before us.
Oh, so the delinquency sets in…
We find ourselves fucking authority,
bracing life with fractions of love.

I can feel it in my head,
Pushing answers of subtlety forward.
He sauntered away with what was left.
Standing alone in these doorways –
the visions are too much for grays,
I have forgotten my name here.
There is no need for your salvation,

No longer lost amidst this chaos,
I create the waves around you.
There is this distant cry for help,
the snow will silence it.