Who pumped this
ice water
Into my veins?
I am freezing to death
but my fingers refuse to obey
my orders
to dial 9-1-1 for help.
I am turning to a frozen block of ice
but no one seems to notice.
Frost lines my eyelashes,
snow falls when I blink.
But everyone seems to think
this storm
will pass.
It won't.
There is a blizzard within my bones and the winds
will never cease.
-"I cause frostbite but no one offers
me a place at the fire"
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Deadly Games
PoetryPoems about depression, failed relationships, and other mental illnesses.
