Frozen Wasteland (of my mind)
 
 14/1/98 8:06 am 
 Charles Dum
 
 I stare out into the ice
 But what do I see?
 A frozen group of snowmen
 All their fixed faces staring at me,
 
 Did I build them?
 I do not know
 Yet they still are there
 But melted- went with the snow.
 
 I still see their eyes,
 Hidden stares in the ice.
 They don't leave me alone,
 Staring through the clear sky.
 
 I don't see their face
 And it bothers me so.
 For I built them up myself,
 Made their snowman bodies shimmer and glow.
 
 They stare coldy,
 Without feeling or care.
 Just like you my friend
 Like me. . . Do you dare?