I Have Something to Say
Darkness, cold, and death
Winter is coming
With icy fingers that
Clutch at your wrist and
Drag you down
To dark depths of
Depression.
And then unexpectedly
A glimmer glows and
Lights your life
Illuminates love and
Warms the heart and
Lifts the soul
Out of frozen black
Toward heaven.
Winter is coming
With icy fingers that
Clutch at your wrist and
Drag you down
To dark depths of
Depression.
And then unexpectedly
A glimmer glows and
Lights your life
Illuminates love and
Warms the heart and
Lifts the soul
Out of frozen black
Toward heaven.