Strangers

Bitter cold
Frostbitten hands can barely play boring key notes
Slow fade into abyss
I can’t hold on
But I have an eye on hope
I have an eye on what it is to grow
Changing like the seasons but I pause underneath the snow
I pause underneath what you think you know
You assumed me better
You assumed me worse
I consumed me, into you
Love lost
It looks like we’ve paid love’s cost
Curse
I curse, curse
I curse this verse and the reality it brings
Reality has no place
As I’m stuck in this frozen universe
Bitter cold
Love turns