With each step she took
Light faded away
The place that she reached
Would be dark until day
The crunching of snow
And the harsh, bitter cold
Sole pieces of proof
Of existence’s hold
As the mind colors in
The darkness around her
The ghosts that are watching
And the flesh-starving monsters
The frost takes a bite
Of a finger despite
The gloves she was wearing
To fend off the night
She swears that she saw
A smile hang in the air
Licking its lips
As if to prepare
For a dish best served warm
Before cold got its share
Opening wide
Baring teeth sharp to scare
And then it dissolves
In the light of a town
She limps on ahead
Trying not to fall down
As the light keeps approaching
She approaches the light
The end of her journey
Has entered her sight
A Life in Poems 