Enter the Bleakness

I stare forward
Eyes dark with troubles
My heart weary
And my mind longing for an answer
All the world
Is gray with the bleakness
Of the winter wind
It knows no mercy
No kindness
No fear
The wind blows through me
And though I try
To answer its call
My spirit is too heavy to rise
And I fall back to the earth
Broken again
But the wind offers no solace
Raging
It rips the wings from my back
And blows away
Leaving me bleeding
And alone
Still I yearn to answer
But to whom
Can I answer?
Dust chokes the air
And the darkness in this place
Chokes the mind
Stifling it until
My heart ceases to struggle.

The air is as fire
The moon is as blood.

The wind returns now
But how can I go to it
When I have no wings?
I feel broken
And though no longer alone
My spirit is walled away
And I cannot
Break through the shadows
The world I have found in my mind
Has taken over
Stealing into my thoughts
And chaining me to the ground
I could not fly
But I was once able to leap
And now I are entirely
Still
Still blood falls to the ground
And the bedrock
Drinks it
Ever-thirsty for my life
Sickness takes my soul
And I cannot see the world
Cannot see anything
But this barren, gray-rock
Place I have made
I can see nothing but the wind.

And the air is as fire
The moon is as blood
And my heart is as ice.