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Walk Down


The world was frozen- stuck in time She walked through the thick snow And felt the gentle snowflakes fall upon her pale face The snow was a clean page, waiting to be drawn on Sitting at the top of the mountain she felt like a queen She felt as if she was royalty She felt as if the world was under her command She decided right then and there; she never wanted to leave So forever she stayed Suddenly one day she realized she was all alone She became scared and fragile She became timid and paranoid She turned around and saw someone else Also sitting at the top of a mountain And began to walk down
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