An exit catching up.

In darkness,

true heart takes to light.

A deafening roar,

of imploding scilence.

Restlessly rushing out,

lights slowly passing;

the darkness between flashing,

filled with a sadness.

Warming the ice,

a painfull compasion.

Rivers of ice,

salted with tears.

Drying their path,

a trail appears.

Too many tears,

an explicable sadness.