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The Snow is Coming
by Steven Craig
The snow was coming
So cold and so very deep
She woke one day, many years on from when she made that fateful decision
She woke to find the world as cold and dark now as it was then
It was a moments awareness that in her life, for everything she thought she had done with it mattered not
She had forsaken the true love of her life, the one loyalty that never questioned her, the one reason for existence, the one moment truly hers
She had wanted to make of her life a palace that none could rival and love fit not into it at all
She woke that day to find that what she had calculated and reasoned out in finite detail was not but her own illusion
The snow was coming
The world and all that mattered swept by her and all others like her who thought to make of it their own universe
How could it have taken such a shape and emptied into a pitiless ocean of lifes end
How did she grow to become this wreck standing on the street corner where it all began
And where it all ended
Realization of what was and all that was lost is a harsh burden to carry by anyone
To be the one there that must suddenly accept the error and the corruption is more than any word can express in its sadness
And now there was no longer any chance to start over, or to regain the threshold of life she had held once in her hands and discarded as dust in the wind
Life takes it revenge in the most painful bites off the hanging carcass and never forgets the cause or the reason why
She was aware that the snow was coming, to lay softly upon her and all her memories, never to melt away in her human lifetime
The snow was coming.
10/22/2019
Author's Note: We have all known someone like this.
I knew mine.
Posted on 10/22/2019
Copyright © 2024 Steven Craig
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