Silver Words on Burned Pages

How

Can one

So fraught with love,

Admirers abound...

Gaze out the panes

To trodden lanes

For that

Which shan't be found

The cold pain of rejection

Shall not be known to me

I see

The hurt it causes others

And I'm so weak...

So won't I flee?

No, it is safer

Not to walk

And not to fly

And not to talk

For risks not taken cannot go bad

I'd rather not know

Than risk be sad

...

But still...

You never really know, do you?

Beyond those trees where the sun sets on life

Where a voice so silent as mine

Makes me wonder...

So another day

Passes

Another chance goes

And I wish but for warmth

From these winter snows