ComposedInWinter

To live forever, many would give it all. Give it for an everlasting life, to live for eternity. But listen to me, and listen to me well, The years will pass and pass and pass, Till brightness itself drains from your eyes. I know this to be true, for it is my burden. To live for ages on ages, far from death's door. Maybe at first it's nice, but it's a curse in disguise. For as each friend and brother and lover passes me by, The pieces of my broken heart shatter even more. So be wary what you wish for, And do not make my mistake. For now I am marked, cursed for eternity. As all I held dear decayed and passed. And soon nothing of value will re

         It was a beautiful winter morning. The air was crisp and cold, but not freezing. Golden rays of sunlight danced from the crystal blue sky, warming up the world, even if only by a few degrees. Snow glittered as it blanketed the ground in a sheet of pure white.  A trail of footsteps led inside the gate, from the outside world where there were cars and people in the roads and on the sidewalks, into a serene world where all was silent. The noise of early morning rush hour seemed to fade away into mere humming. If one followed the footsteps, they would see that they belonged to a man with long, wavy golden hair and startling sky blue ey

Falling, falling snow Like memories of long ago The times were simple The days were bright And happiness filled The world with light. Spring was happy And the summer glowed Fall danced slower Then the winter simply froze Now the world is dark and dreary And my soul is now quite weary Once, I had hope for the spring When again, the birds will sing. But it's been too long, Their song is gone. And all that remains Is the falling, falling snow.

People often wonder about me. What I look like, when I’ll come visit, who sends me. Am I soft and sweet, like a well earned rest after a long day’s work? Or am I cold and dark, only bringing pain and suffering? Probably, most of all, they wonder, what am I? The answer to their questions? It will come sooner or later. After all, I like to say that I am one of the most polite out there. I never miss a visit. All I shall say is this- If you have the option, it is best that you avoid me as best as you can. Just because I don’t miss any visits does not mean that I like having to visit everybody immediately. Do try your best to av