Snow

Snow, hurt    pain run away    solid    crack
                                                                   cracked
                                                                   cracks
                                     seeping stealing flowing where to . . .
unknown. here goes. leap of faith

                                                        knowing
process-ss-ss-ssing never fully loaded

                                               who what why WHY    WHY Dear GOD
                                                                                             Why . . .

                     you made me cry
                          I made me cry everytime
     no one else
                   my thoughts
                     my power over me
every scar, every scab was my doing
                                                 my trusting
                                                  my hoping      too many chances
                                                                            given to those who
                                                           hurt me

                                               hurt - cold -
                                                                            SNOW.