A Breath of Snow and Ashes

Smile is lost
Laugh is gone

People are so complicated
No one is who (s)he is

Awkwardness everywhere
Tyranny here and there

What is going on
What have I done

Could it be the agony of sorrows
Or shall I be gone by the snowy dawn

Every day, every minute, and every moment
Prove to me that being lonely is the best for me

Lonesome is the relief
No feelings to brief
No thoughts to grief

Thy shall rot and burn
Clueless with no ashes to trace