White pieces of cotton fall from the sky.
Shinning lights come from windows.
The wind whispers winter in my ear.
I walk around the empty streets.
They are so quiet I couldn't think straight.
All house lights are off and Christmas trees glow in the windows.
I know everyone's asleep waiting tomorrow's joyful day, but why not me.
Why am I not happy?
I have always loved winter.
Why do I feel so alone?
I walk to the pier and stare at the thin sheet of glass in front of me.
"Am I not who I truly am?" my mind whispered to me.
I wanted to be happy, but why couldn't I?
I needed guidance.
I needed someone to say it was going to be ok, but there wasn't.
No one was coming.
I was in a snow globe where no one could reach me.
I feel to my knees.
I felt warm hot tears streaking down my face.
The weight of the world hung on my shoulders.
I want to protect.
I want to fight.
I don't want to let anyone down.
What if I disappear?
I could save everyone.
No one would suffer.
I couldn't say goodbye.
I went to the white blanket covered shore and stared at the sea of nothingness.