Hoping that the warmth of snowWill bring some comfort with its grayFalse light will glow from the lampI will shade to hide the glare from your pale faceUntil it disappears and then its goneSit so quiet, breathe so softlyWaiting for the walls to creakSo you can finally let out a sighA breath that will illuminate the cellAnd all of its shapes insideThe cold airIn the cold air