I
have a little story about me...
taken by song, and my story...
The
snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a footprint to be seen. A kingdom
of isolation and it looks like I'm the queen. The wind is howling like this
swirling storm inside. Couldn't keep it in, Heaven knows I tried. I can't hold
it back anymore.
It's
funny how some distance makes everything seem small and the fears that once
controlled me can't get to me at all. Up here in the cold thin air I finally
can breathe. I know I left a life behind but I'm too relieved to grieve. Let it
go, the cold never bothered me anyway.
I’m
standing frozen in the life I've chosen. You won't find me. The past is all
behind me buried in the snow.
Nisa Chandra
