Cold Breath

Cold breath hangs like ghostly chains

Every step whispers through frozen veins

Sky painted gray a canvas untold

The world feels brittle yet bold

Cold breath

Cold breath

Dancing with life and flirting with death

Every exhale tells a story untamed

Cold breath

Oh it cannot be framed

Frost bites the edge of the weary trail

Boots crunch a rhythm that cannot fail

The sun hides low in its fragile dome

I wonder if this chill will lead me home

It stings but it’s alive

This air that helps me survive

Cold breath

Cold breath

Dancing with life and flirting with death

Every exhale tells a story untamed

Cold breath

Oh it cannot be framed

A million crystals hang in the air

Each one a secret it longs to share

But they melt before they reach my hand

Like dreams slipping through my strand