I used to love life,
till I felt it like a knife,
shiv my very soul.

Barren trees claw the dreary sky
Not even birds dare sing
What life remains slumbers beneath blankets of snow
Immaculately white is the image of elegance
Marred by your footprints alone as you wander
Ensnared in pristine silence

To behold you again,
You, with your sweet laughter.
To speak with you again,
To hear your voice again,
To see your smile again,
To meet your eyes again.
All I ever receive:
Desolation again.

On evergreen boughs
Rest the scintillating lights.
In memoriam
Of someone I never met.
A life remains unfinished.