The cold is like fire, fire in my heart
It melts me down, makes me stop.
What is this pain? Why do I feel?
I am nothing but an empty shell of those whom I held dear.
My hair was once dark, my eyes once light,
But now they are frozen from the sight.
My world is gone, replaced by anew.
My family is dead, my friends asew.
Why me? What have I done?
For none can see me
None can feel me
What have I done to deserve such torture?
What have I done to be forgotten?
What have I done to never see my mothers face?
What have I done to never see my sisters haste?
Haste as she runs,
Haste as she laughs,
Haste as she tastes the most delicious of crafts.
Thank you, my friend.
You've given me new sight.
A sight that shows,
The snow is colorless and white.
Remember my name, You'll probably be the last.
Remember the phrase
Jack Frost is here at last.
