blue finger tips

bruised knuckles

tired eyes

chapped lips

all the signs of one who has given up

all the signs of one's heart beating and their lungs breathing

inhale

exhale

but their minds have been pronounced dead ever since that coldest night.

that coldest night that froze their soul

that coldest night that proven the finality that it was all over

hope was lost

hopelessness was gained

cold fingertips to the touch

busted knuckles

red eyes blanklessly staring

blood dripping lips

all the signs of being too late