Missing Pieces

She searches the closets door to door trying to find a trace or a hint of something that is or that was of her life. All she found was cobwebs of dreams shattered and gone invisible by the hands of time. Broken is her heart, the tears runs greedily down her face so out worn by age that keeps creeping upon her beauty. The love of Winters Cold came upon her and froze the cells that kept her fortress it became weak and vulnerable to its smiles of sweet honey and tender touch of cold lies that he aimed to comfort her. Her heart gave in to it curved adhere to every demand that was made. He hastily spoke 'marry me' and she foolishly agreed. Before times end Winter's Cold had vanished with her fortune. All she had left was an empty account of life and heart sadness. What was left could hardly be touched by one who saw and wanted to help. her fortress was gone, her feelings shattered. crying was the only comfort her tears were fresh and she ached in and out. Where in gods name could she look again for her life. Impossible she muttered, impossible she wrote. She was a living dead walking among the live souls. Her image broken, lost and torn. What point was there to living. Give me a reason she asked none came to her. Walking slowly she took the long twisted grip of death tied it into a beautiful knot prayed to god wrote and signed her name to a letter written to winters cold. With last bit of energy left in her she took that slender neck of hers and placed it in the knot closed her eyes and jumped off the balcony. The letter to Winter's Cold blew violently in the wind whispering "WINTER'S COLD YOU'VE KILLED ME, SLEEP WATCHFULLY MY BELOVED ONE FOR ON NIGHTS EVE COLD AND GUSTY I WILL AVENGE MY LOVE AND FIT THE BROKEN PIECES OF MY LIFE.