Cold Heart

You know that cold you feel
When your body is no longer real

When your fingers are hard and stiff

And it is so troublesome to sift

Through the thoughts plunging wild in your head

And your vision become blurry with tears

That streak and then freeze on your face

Your skin burns; it is on fire

Your head aches and your lungs hurt

You can’t move

You’re so numb

And you’re growing frost flowers on your cheek

When you breathe

And you wish…

…If only

 

…you could speak…

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