"The Darkness of White"

You've become lost within yourself

You quake and shiver, cracking your concrete exterior to the core of your being

Numerous thoughts tumble together, while growing and darkening in

Each disastrous thought is like a snowflake

Floating and swirling around within the contents of your mind

God, how you hate the snow

Your heart is locked behind a wall of bitter cold

You rest so precariously upon the edge of life and death

As snowflake upon snowflake join together with millions

A blizzard blows monumentally strong within

You have come to know the true darkness of white

Natures furry knows no other force like a ravaged and abandoned soul

God, how you hate the snow

The white fluffiness is all consuming, its like a light blanket of coldness draped heavily over you

Slowly, burying you alive

Your thoughts, along with your voice scream out into the raging snow storm that is your life

The blinding whiteness tears through the battle ground of your existence, cutting you off from the world around you

The snow comes in from everywhere, from all sides

Everything around you becomes one, the air, the sky, your life-it all looks exactly the same

No longer can you see the way before you, for your eyes have become the same screaming white

Tired and frozen cold, all of your senses have gone numb

Your tears turn to ice as an avalanche claims you

Leaving a scene of white nothingness

Here in snow.

Published in, “From Wayside and Woodland.”

An Anthology of Canadian Verse

Poetry Institute of Canada

© 2016