December Snow

A dark poem.

Frozen tears falling

From a cold heart

Devoid of compassion

And understanding

Of others.

A bitter cold wind

Sweeps across

The landscape

Freezing one's soul

To the core

Shattering it.

Burying it

Deep.

Out of sight

Out of mind.

To the damage done

By your malice

Under a white blanket.

Trimmed by

A glossy edge.

In which

One misstep

Will send you falling

Into the abyss.

So silently

No one can hear

Your screams

When you fall.

While several months

Will have passed

Before any discovery

Is made.

As the blanket is

Pulled back

For another year.

Author's Note

Don't know, where this poem came from, but elements of my own past, are intertwined, within it.

Originally, this poem was written, on December 11, 2013.