Someday

The snow falls,
The ground glistens.
I want to talk,
No one listens.

I can feel it,
I'm about to fall.
Because I can't,
Break through these walls.

The evil lies,
within my head.
And I despise,
What my mind is fed.

Behind these needs,
My hope is here.
No more good deeds,
Just shedded tears.

My love seems gone,
Though it is here.
Scared and hiding,
Throughout my fears.

Like the snow,
The tears glisten.
I hope someday,
Someone will listen.