Snow, no where to go.

It looks like the end of the world here,
I really do know, how dooms day would feel like now.
I miss, the lady of my life,
And the situation,
Is adding to the misery in my life.
Events are freezing,
With the snow breezing,
I really do know, how dooms day would feel like now.


Peace creating melancholy,
Darkness creating gloom.
With white in a dark background.
I really do know, how dooms day would feel like now.


Nature delivering a subtle message,
Creatures dwelling in a warm passage.
The bizarre evening, without a sound,
Darkness scattered on the ground.
I really do know, how dooms day would feel like now.


Thoughts moving fast,
Feeling a little lost.
She is not around,
Yet, life goes on without a sound.
I really do know, how dooms day would feel like now.

Me.

Waking beneath the sultry sky,
I blame the summer day for my plight.
Never felt her thoughts and cry,
My life is dry, my life is dry.

The sun looming a shadow of sorrow,
To haunt me for the rest of the day.
Tarnished by the words I say
On that very summer day.
She walked beyond my sight,
There was nothing I did right.

With night fall the shadows moved,
When more darkness, around me loomed.
I blame the summer day no more,
Nor the darkest night anymore,

Amidst tranquil she survives,
I am the darkest day and night.
I stand here all alone,
The darkest day I am, the darkest night.