Trapped in Frost
The challenge paved for us –
A mountain doubtful to surpass
(while snow is falling, falling, falling)
In the script of His malfunctioning theatre
He wants me to be the lead character of my own betrayal
(the winter promised never to end)
Here I am, on my own again
Amidst the frost, to Her I said:
“Good-bye, don’t forget the little annoying advice of mine
And please, please look after your belongings.”
Nothing,
Nothing better to say,
Choking:
“Good-bye, don’t forget the little annoying advice of mine.”
And the magic is lost
Amidst the winter’s frost.
Here I am, on my own again
With a heart of glass.
Beautiful!