though i had planned my path, franticly i found myself at a loss of my path for days i wandered with not a single breath miss used but soon i found that amongst me was a still figure of regret from what i  had become and what i had not.

here i lay frozen beneath the ice hoping one day i will break free and in that moment everyone will see, i was molded from my past so i may be a light for all who are willing to see