Splinter

Hapless beings fall and crash,

Into icy mountains and glaciers past,

Only to be met with eyes like razors,

That cut your skin and forever savour,

The warm taste of your potent blood,

With your bones crushes to wretched mud,

Colliding bodies and bitter affection,

Will annul your spectrum for recollection,

Just that poisoned thought you fail to hinder,

Will leave you pure heart in a crying splinter.