Nothing wraps around me Always takes more than I could give My eyesight has lately been darker than bright As if daylight is covered by the shadow of the night My Blizzard, still gone Conflicted with everything around An anthem for noone Departed, and yet been found Every Blow, I will soon deposit to my writings Finding no joy in making them come out as my portraits Achieving goals never make me feel like I am closer To being stable, Something I put along side the road Can't seem to feel heard A music box with a broken handle Can't seem to feel heard My Blizzard, still gone Conflicted with everything around An anthem for noone Departed, and yet been found