I shriek, I cry, I wallow,
And nobody is here to listen,
Disturbed echoes of my voice,
Only to me they whisper.

Dark snowflakes fall from the sky,
Snowflakes that only I can see,
They prance around,
Joy unbound,
With intentions as light as linden.

The pain is too much.

As my mind finally breaks,
Like a willow branch in a merciless wind,
I surrender my mind and my body,
To the sky, yet unseen.