So I was supposed to be inspirational...

And this is the result...
Words they are used and fall faster then any hail any lightning but they land and stick like snow in a blizzard. So many of us are places where the summer came and melted those snowflakes from that blizzard away and we loose them until we're hit with more cold and those stick with us again and freeze like ice after a brief time of warmth, but it'll all melt away again somtime right? What about the places where the snow falls just as hard or harder but summer never comes nor does spring or fall? When that cumbersome load weighs down on that place, that person. What happens in that blizzard of words and you're the one left out in the cold waiting for the energy of truth to come and melt the words and lies away. Would it just keep piling up until you can't take it anymore? What about those words that warmed you up and told you everything would be alright, and everything would get better? Didn't those warm you up? But for how long until that water was cold and that water became ice and more snow fell on you? Sure you can shake some of it off but the rest becomes ice. What happens to that ice will it stop you from moving would you be crushed by the snow? What about those who had the warmth? Which one will help you? Or maybe you'd warm up with some one else who was cold. Whenever you see someone left in the cold what do you do? Do you help them? Do you risk the cold for the sake of the frozen? Do you help spread the warmth to many? Or maybe you do what everyone else does and group up with other warm people and speak more snowflakes into the blizzard? When your friend looses the warmth what do you do? You spoke into that blizzard now a friends in the cold. What do you do?