Snow

This Mayfair mistress held
Hostage by the snow
Driven with meager intentions
Have no reason to cry tears
They’ll be your everything
Stumbling over drifts of
Massacred flesh lost
At sea set afire
For what you’ll never do
Roped up around the neck
Dangling waiting to be
Broken down as you
Stumble and fake it
With false destinies
Set your heart alight
And hold on to the
Melting snow