So many words. Too many words.

Talking with you is like messing in the snow. It looked amazing before we touched it. And now I'm lost in the unmarked snow roads. The snow-covered paths are confusing me. It's so easy to get stuck in the snow. So easy to cover you from head to to toe. We trip on the slippery walkways.
I checked every foreign alphabet to decode a language that I know.  You keep on using crosswords to talk to me and the hints got covered by a fog. Sometimes when, I try to find a rhyme some weird thoughts gather around my lips.
I bang and bang on the door, checking if it's still opened. And I scream so many words, too many words for nothing.
I bang and bang on the wall checking if it's gonna work.
And I knock so many times, too many times. We lost the key in the snow.