what can i do other than run
run from who i am

for though my darkness will always be inside me
i can get away from those that see within

i ran until night slipped into winter
upon ice formed of darkness i fell

in front of me is a beautiful hand
dipped in light it offers respite

i gasp as i grasp fingers of ice
for they sear my skin and allow light to slip within

spun around i crash into the ground
jagged lines accompany fragile sounds

light acts as air within my blood
racing toward my dark filled heart

everything begins to slowly turn white in light
as my body ends the world returns to darkness

i look above to see a figure smile in light
once again extend her hand

but only to wave
as ice gives way