Burning in my eyes The cold of longing. Often pondered, Endless are the colors Of the buried thoughts of my desires. Wasted, useless From my lamentations. Feeble wonders Falling deeper down Lie False is the wind beneath your sigh. Daylight reigns clear upon the frailty of the mind. Passion and wisdom cannot save me from my fate. Masked in snow Winter is nigh. Once a heart Now is ice.