The bitter cold of winter eats away at my skin,
My teeth chatter every time there is a gust of wind,
My hands are stained red from frostbite,
Until the fire inside of me ignites.
Everything I touch becomes a frozen statue,
The frigid bodies hold their glare as I walk along this avenue,
It is perpetual winter on the streets of my heart,
The frozen structures are falling apart,
The temperature keeps dropping and I have no warm place to stay,
I sleep on the streets, forced to live another terrible day.
The snowflakes gracefully fall from the sky,
Warmth was no longer available as it said its last goodbye,
I am so cold I can see my breath,
But I am nowhere close to freezing to death.
The sun only appears when I have company,
But deep inside I am still cold and lonely,
The moon knows me all too well,
It is the only one that comforts me during my crying spells.
I have adapted to the frigid cold weather,
I have accepted that it will be forever December,
Though I still want to believe that someone will save me,
They will bring back the sun and increase the heat.
I am walking on a thin layer of ice,
Looking for danger is my worst vice,
The glacial surface cracks beneath my feet,
As I plunge into the arctic depths underneath.
Darkness consumes my body and soul,
I am always under its harsh control,
The cold still nips at my roughed skin,
I have lost the war and I will never win.
My heart is a frozen city nobody should dare to venture in,
The mountains you have to climb aren't worth it,
I am alone here in my chilly city,
Drinking a bottle of whiskey that's making me dizzy.
I have icicles on the end of my eyelashes,
My mind is showing me the clips of my life in flashes,
Death please welcome me into your arms,
I am afraid I have done too much irreversible harm.
-c.m
