Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

Darkness Within

A darkness spreads from within,
I wonder how it came to be.
When my heart was pure
As fresh fallen snow,
Why did the frost begin to chill?

The rains refuse to clear my mind,
Instead they freeze the frozen soul,
The sounds of the spattering drops
And the fall of the hail,
Refuse to clear the heart of its chill.