It had snowed heavily overnight, the ground was covered in a thick layer of white powder. I stared at it from my bay window. The temperature had dropped considerably over the last three weeks and it had been snowing a lot lately. I sat in only a hoodie and sweatpants. The cold nipped at my cheeks and they colored a soft pink. But I remained as if unfazed by the cold.
I traced shapes on the frosted window. I wasn't really paying attention to what the shapes were, I let my fingers trail, as my mind drifted. I'd been drifting a lot lately. Drifting was easier. My mind was seeking out quiet places, where everything was just still. An escape from the perpetual pain raging in my heart.
I really didn't want to be here anymore. I hated this world. I hated how empty and painful the rea
