july 28 2018

breeze still carries the sound
maybe I'll disappear
tracks will fade in the snow
you won't find me here

ice is starting to form
ending what had begun
i am locked in my head
with what I've done
i know you tried to rescue me
didn't let anyone get in
left with a trace of all that was
and all that could have been

if only I could see
in my nothing
you meant everything
everything to me