The world is cold

              Souls made of ice

     Crushing me

The Springtime child

         Freezing my wings

I cannot fly

        Crushing me under their icy feet

I shiver in the cold

          Looking for a  flame

Yearning the flame

        I know if I fly too close it will burn my wings

But I need it

           Crave it

         Desire it

       I  am so cold

This icy death

                              Red trails in the snow

Is that a light ahead

                       It is so dim