Screaming in the Dark

If the snow is so silent then why do
my footsteps scrunch and my rubber soles squeak?
Why do you say the cold is calming and
peaceful? My mind fills the night with dreadful
thoughts of murder and other horrid things.
The white snow haunts me and the hush air kills.
Your so-called “silence” will be my slow death.
Your so-called “silence” will be my slow death.
The white snow haunts me and the hush air kills.
Thoughts of murder and other horrid things…
Peaceful? My mind fills the night with dread so
why do you say the cold is calming as
my footsteps scrunch and my rubber soles squeak?

If the snow is so silent then why…