A Soft Whisper In the Snow

i dwell within the confines of a soft whisper in the snow daily, i pray for the return of an innocence long departed free from people's thoughts and their harsh judgements, i think freely inside the frigid facility, i can let go of the weight that holds me down i can allow the gentle winds of life soothe the battle weary capability of my sanity i can sit at the edge of life's carefully laid out challenges i can hear the thematic images of the birds' melodies i can hear the crunches of the leaves as deer pass by i can drink from the water dripping from the icicles of my element i can hide from it all, and to many that is not alright yet and still, what do they know about what is really good for me no matter the season, i dwell within the confines of a soft whisper in the snow a battered snowman is my only friend and confidante we eat oreo ice cream together and talk about the old days in the public nightly, we pray for the return of a familial familiarity long departed free from people's cheap stupidity and all the expensive results, we vacate often