drown the red;

she dropped from the clouds,
&the gravity is pulling her to stay.
enveloped by the thickness which spurs confusion.
thoughts loomed overbridge,
thin as the ice.
one step taken, she shall slip &fall,
head first plunged to reality.
to wait, to stall
leading to the seperation between her &the thin ice could be gone in a fervor.
the fervor that would eventually be bitter cold.
one's sun could provide warmth,
while it could melt the defenses.