Locked inside this prison Not a shred of light seeped in Days passed and despair reigned While my thoughts were elsewhere How I fought to get out Beat my fists to no avail Yet there was no escape I awoke to a terrible wind Shaking the trees Wailing like banshees It was the bleakest of mornings That I was released The ground all dressed in white A coldness in the air And terrible knowledge in my bones I feared the worst They shun me Blame me for everything The accusations in their eyes Found guilty of a crime I did not commit Pariah, a villain despised If they want to make me an outcast An outcast I will be With haste I made my way To the shelter we built Now fully covered in snow Frantically I searched With a sense of foreboding I clung to a hope that was hopeless With hands so cold Yet my heart was colder still I found her rigid body Frozen and pale For what seemed like eternity I wandered Days upon days Beaten and weary My mind played tricks on me At the very edge of exhaustion Until at long last my eyes gazed an old house Like a mirage I would make my abode