The Blood in Your Snow
Rating: K
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The soul of man is immortal and imperishable.
-Plato
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Pure and innocent
Like these thoughts running through my head
The delicate flakes of snow melt upon your head
I still remember the first time I met you
Sullied and guilty
Like when I remember the day you died
I can’t help but feel responsible
These currents that are running through
My mind tell me
To forgive and forget
To relive and repent
But I can’t
I still remember the day that you found me,
Exhausted and tired
Our conversation in the protection of the forest
Runs through my head every day
And I can’t help but cry
Despite what the currents telling me
You were pure as snow
I am the blood that taints your snow
And maybe, maybe if we had met
Not on opposing sides
But as allies
We could have done so much more
And then I could thank you for all
That you have done
I had always felt alone,
But now, after seeing the pure white snow
I can’t help but feel as if
You were right here beside me
I’m not asking for you forgiveness or your understanding
I just want you to know
That I was the blood tainting your snow
And that no matter how many times anyone might say
“It wasn’t your fault” or
“It had to be done”
I will never forgive myself
And the only thing I wish for now
Is to once again see the pure white snow.
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