Under The Snow

On the Winter Day, I was with my brother

My brother and my mother

From my father to my family

They were all disapearing from my sigh

I was confused and lonley

It Felt as though i was alone in this world

They abuse my knowladge and My Skill

To use me as they see fit

I feel like a helpless princess

Traped within a Fairytale But with No Happy ending

My brother is now gone so now my father and mother are left

Deep within my mind their are some voices saying it over and over again

It will never get better why are you trying

You know that it wont get better so Stop trying to fix it

Within my mind i feel helpless unable to reach out to someone hand.

But then one day i found myself within all of that chaos a book a simple old dusty book

This book was new to me I have never seen Such a book in my life

While opening the book, I was reading and reading 

More and more my mind began to cry as i kept reading The Book

My memories unfolding in a story book all the good times that I had

All of the memories that were dear to me was inside of this simple dusty book

I guess sometimes even looking at the Darkness that was waiting for me 

I finnaly found a little light to guide the way for me