I perished, but sadly, failed to die

It was you, your motives too sly

Burning alive at the same time drowning

All while you were frowning

At my slow demise

You wished you could have heard my cries

Lost in a blizzard, no beacon in sight

All that you left in my heart was my own might

A pierce of red, a burst of color, my own blood

Hope, a little piece struggling in the snow, just a bud

That you stepped on, everything gone.