Remnants of Grief

I've been out here for days I'm covered in ash As good a place as any To take the mountain pass Fly far from here Becoming clear Fragile veneer Tell no one where Mountains call home Blood stained snow Blister of stone This crimson path I've walked before Beast of the wild Cutting my teeth I ask who seeks me I don't pray for comfort Wait for sunrise I don't want for shelter Resting where I lie I've been gone now for weeks I inherit the meek Break faith in me Wounded but free My name you speak Remnants of grief No answers are coming Just questions, not knowing where they lead next The pathway, returning The mountain just up ahead The snowfall, pure silence I know This is the last time I see sunrise