Can you understand what I write on this paper



It is not a complicated concept
I am trying to explain this as simply as possible

The snow falls slowly on the ground
Time is suspended
Nobody can ever understand me

I am lost in its fire
The fire that was once the surrounding cold representing my innocence
Now into blazing hot air

The world is not a sweet place
The mortals don’t understand how I feel
I am trapped in this moment of time

Snowflakes transform into ice shards
Stained crimson red
As the images of my past fades away

Earth cries out for help
For not it is wounded –
Crimson red blood stains my double edge sword

Why is the snow white?
Does anyone Know?
The snow is white because
It forgot its color

Can you understand what I write on this piece of paper
I told you
It is not a complicated concept