lupa

Cold ice

gives me a new life.

Blood gets frozen,

can`t spread the pain

any further.

Ice

is my painkiller.

It gives me a hope

to taste His embrace

soon again.

Wide snowy empty fields

had suddenly opened their gates.

Virgin white duvet

is calling for my steps

desperate for hearing my walking

menuet.

And I go.

I walk towards my destiny.

Those green fields had died.

They don`t exist anymore.

Only I keep them alive

in me.

Such silly desires.

Memories of worthless…

everything.

Just emptiness and stones

have remained.

And ice. That cold ice

- my friend.

That`s my painkiller.

No more horrid emotions.

The frost brings a relief from feelings.

It gives a new life by death.

No worry, it`s friendly to everyone.

You can trust it`s breath.

Thanks to the ice

He`ll be with me again.

No more tears

and no more sorrow.

Just calm and peace

do truly remain.

That greyness…

Oh, how I love it!

Shadows in that space

all around me...

He might be here close by.

I can almost feel him.

His warm breath

in that coldness

I do perceive.

When all those days

slowly turn into one night

in that doom my soul rises up.

Then I know He`s coming.

Those pure icy stalks

are like flowers of his love.

I will quietly wait

here, without a move.

My black tears

will get vanished by his touch.

The touch of his icy hand.

I know He is coming

for me.

Him, the One beloved.

No more painting

of hopes for the future.

They all were too frail

to survive.

Now it`s just the freedom,

collapse of limits,

I`ll get revived.

My skin is slowly fading pale.

Exactly like his.

We`ll be soon together

like one.

Thanks to his deadly kiss.

And no more sorrow.

Either no pain.

Just his cold embrace

with the scent of his promise

of how much I`ll regain.

The ice is my painkiller,

brings me back to his arms.

His kiss is my painkiller.