It will be winter soon enough
So I prepare my warmth
Without the need to prepare my warmth
I’d be left with only myself

My winter
Snowflakes imprinted with messages of death
Words explaining why love has failed
How my life is veiled by the comfort of others
And how every light grows pale

Reasons for the brightness
Fear of self, worry for others,
Diminished hope, desire to escape
Consequences of my desire

Murder, suffering
More convictions and more love
Blood stains the snow
The snow will always melt
Blood stains the snow
The snow will always melt
Who will see?