• Cold runs through veins of winter,
    As I hide in the basement;
    My mind.

    Shivering, I curl inward,
    Turning numb -
    Dead.

    Sky fills with salty water
    In this winter;
    Make it end.

    Air fills with silent screams
    In this basement;
    End it.

    I hide from the snow demons,
    They won't find me here
    In the basement.

    Eternally hiding,
    From winter, demons;
    I won't escape
    This basement of winter.