The Cave of Inception

I was walking on sands of snow amidst of twilight
With memories of her stitched into my sight
I was trying to find her forfeited footsteps
And bring her back to life from the gone dead
The moon shined with its all
And the cold was now getting inside my soul
It was only her warmth that had my heart beating
And I was weakening with each step that was redeeming
Tears were falling on fresh snow like feathers
And I could hear the soft mere beating in the cold weather
If only you'd be here, this would have been a spring
Rather than an autumn turned into winter of broken strings
Lost was I, lost within my own deep thoughts
Running here, everywhere to find my cave of warmth
I lost my home, the strength of my soul
And now I walk alone to find my dawn
Empty was the valley of my heart
With cold, in my eyes, being impart
Bringing all the surfaces, I was walking against the sun
Walking on hands, I was searching my eternal dun
With all the pain and sorrow packed inside my eyes
I was craving for my cave where I could lie
With a little warmth left, I made my own redemption
And made soul my cave to serve the purpose of my inception