Lines Low To Frozen Ground

By the coldest sea, I read your tear-stained words. You said you can't live this way, How you want to be Free. And you just try to hold on. It's what you told yourself. But your shoulders are weak. It's hard to carry this Weight. Promise me That you'll remember this Day. Just to reach to you and say, That this place is endless world. Like the bleakest northern light. Frozen ground beneath your feet. Where you can be free. Where you can be Free