"Suspended Snowflakes"

"Icicle Chalice"

The sky is rumbling...

The moon is waxing...

Underneath the canopy of pain, I hold up the rain...

Regardless of my feign, I clasp onto what I contain...

The clouds start raining...

The moon starts waning...

I felt those droplets seize the opportunity of comfort...

I look up, it was snow to the hale of enraging abort...

When I drink from the cup of shame...

I shatter the history of frost's name...

All my burdens so hard on the ice chalice...

My tears left frozen under a reluctant miss..

To the grail of reviving discomfort...

Relieves the pain with some effort...

All my burdens so hard on the ice chalice...

My tears left frozen under a reluctant miss...

The stars spangle...

The vines tangle...

All the hysterical mystery entwined within me...

High hopes still up as they dance for me to see...

The winds sneeze...

My tears freeze...

Down the valley of dark just, whispers kiss my face...

They freeze the fear I shed out just near out to chase...

I already know I should be scared when I have to be...

But why does the wine from my glass just forbid me...

From crying straight into the river of snowflaked destiny...

The aura from my spirit shall find its way out of scrutiny...

To the nothern star's bright name...

I wish to be unraveled, be tamed...

All my burdens so hard on the ice chalice...

My tears left frozen under a reluctant miss..

To conquer my fears without being frozen...

Dominate my fantasies to make it uneven...

All my burdens so hard on the ice chalice...

My tears left frozen under a reluctant miss...

I can hardly put all of my dreams on this cloud...

Between morbid feelings of hail storms bound...

The flame of my candle never dies with no doubt...

To the stairway of the coldness I will never die out...

I drink to smirk out all the frightening nightmares...

It stings mildy sharp unlike breaking glasswares...

No choice I have to make but swallow all the resistance...

Open my eyes out of the cold and finally make a glance...

All the fox-trot I forget to hop...

I resign from all the giving up...

All my burdens so hard on the ice chalice...

My tears left frozen under a reluctant miss..

To bypass all this sad emotion...

Fly high with perpetual motion...

All my burdens so hard on the ice chalice...

My tears left frozen under a reluctant miss...

Tonight the stars are clear with the storm all gone...

I wait 'till the morning until radiance clasps the sun...

On the roof of the clouds my spirit goes unbound...

Not a clap of lightning, not even an echoed sound...

When I opened my eyes to the reality of sadism...

Fears were so point-blank under a sharp prism...

Up the chandelier of renaissance the skies bliss...

Left out to snow within the dauntless icicle chalice...