Snow

Breathing in the cold air

Stepping around with a crunch

It's almost like the snow is my home

Always smelling the fireplace

While I'm enjoying my time at the snow

I can't help but feel alone

Snowflakes falling on my face

As I painfully lay in the snow

Head down, trying to find my way

Not to a certain place, just somewhere far away

Not focusing on my surroundings

Just listening to the trees sway in the wind.