• It's cold back here,
    with all that remains.
    I'm locked in the darkness,
    by frostbiting chains.

    It's empty and eerie,
    the only life's me.
    Nowhere a shelter,
    And nowhere to flee.

    You don't remember,
    it's a hole in your mind.
    I'm sitting alone,
    in the halls of the blind.

    At the back of your head,
    in bonechilling frost.
    I'll forever be staying,
    as something lost.



    -Amien