I was born a wandering soul

Longingly peering into candle-lit windows

Trying to find anything to make me whole

Wanted to get out of the cold before I froze

But no one wanted a lonely ghost

So my feet crunch the innocent snow

As my mind wanders to dreams of the warm beach coast

 I’m brought back by the rooster’s crow

Then I met a man

His faults as big as his charming smile

At that moment I should have run

But instead I let him walk with me for many miles

Eventually he claimed me as his

Nature, my only friend, watching silently

But I didn’t hear the sea’s contesting roar as it crashed against the rocky cliffs

Nor did I feel the biting wind’s warning as it tried to pull me away from him

Because to me

All that existed was the man whom I thought was bringing me in from the cold

Who was finally going to give me a home

Whom I would live my life with and grow old

Whom I would have children of my own

But they were lies!

He took every hope, every dream and crushed it

He broke my will

And shattered my heart

While throwing me out the door

The man I once loved whistles as he throws out the last of what links us together

I get on my knees, hand him one of the jagged pieces of my broken heart

And tell him to run me through

So I didn’t have to survive in this arctic weather

Clutching mine and my daughter’s gaping, bleeding wounds

He laughs darkly and spits on me

Returns to my replacement

His demeanor so icy

The tears rolling down my face freeze

So I slowly rise

I take my daughter’s hand

And once again, I peer longingly in what used to be my candle-lit window

So I’m back in the cold

Except its worse

My baby is here with me now

I meant to create a warm and happy family

But all I did was make another wandering soul

I sigh with acceptance and defeat as we began our eternal walk

Trying to find another home that we can call our own

A shelter from the unremitting storm

We are but lonely ghosts

The only evidence our footprints in the snow

We are set to find ourselves

An electrifying fear running through our veins

In search of wild adventures

As we leave this cold iceberg

For the warm beach coast

Where I can only hope... our souls, our home will be found.