I want my blood to bleed red on the white snow
I want the snow to kiss my skin
And wash away my tears.
As my thoughts drift away
Remembering things we've done
I wish to see your face.

I saw a boy crying in the shadows
He asked me "why?"
I replied "time"
He nodded as if he understood.
He paused for a moment and asked
"Time?"
I replied "part of your imagination"

Humans need not forget, but remember all the fallen.
Every dying breath that made that way for your next one.
How will you you live the life so many gave up?
How will you sleep at night knowing many are sleepless?
Everyone has a past; some may even run from it.
As long as you don’t look back
Time, as meaningless as it is,
will continue to move forward.

Lay your weapons at my feet
Bow your head in defeat.
I'll rip your heart out
As well as tear apart your soul
When I'm gone
All that will be left is a hole.

Screaming.
They talk so loud
Yet no one can hear the shouts.
They yell their words all for you
Till you manage what they want you to do.
Destruction is the only path
Yet all they do is laugh.
No one else can understand
All the power from the devil's hand.

I am from a place unknown.
I am from a place no one should go.
I am from him, I am from her.
I am from the dirt underneath the Earth.
I am from ink and paper.
I am from the thoughts they think.
I am from the golden snitch
to the Quidditch pitch.
I am from gumbo shrimp,
To pumpkin pie.
I am from the stars in the night sky.
I am from craziness and noise.
Yet I still manage to have poise.
I am from the things that make me, me.