A poem from my Daughter

ColdBlindly, I hunted the fog...Chasing ghosts and forgotten things.I've been here so long...That I can't remember what warmth feels like.There's ice in my bones,Frost in my eyes.I can almost wonder if I'm still alive...Or long dead and just don't know it yet.Can you go on forever...If you are blind to everything?We were found.She stained the roses red...With her jealously bleeding tongue.You shouldn't have come...That night.The moon has frozen over...And I'm so much colder now.The ageless fury of the salt-storm waves...Made me weak with fear.The dock is breaking away into the sea...You said you'd meet me there.Now we'll both be empty and cold....Cut down by the sea.Copper-cold and insane with hate,Her white hands were strong.I wish you well....I half-hope you'll forget me.I wonder if I was ever found,I wonder if you'll ever know my ending.Forever ago...Something broke me.I will always be cold,Colder than the bones of the sea.I will always remember and regret...That we were found.