Cold
When it is cold
I feel the cold creep in through the cracks
Entering my heart
turning it hollow and empty
A place where it is all dark and cold
Slowly eating me inside
Freezing everything from the inside
Until I can't move anymore
Hands turning cold,
Leaving me breathless,
and then I can't feel anything anymore
Suddenly, my heart breaks into pieces
the cold turning it brittle
So fragile-prone to breaking
I'm dreading the days that are about to come
Wouldn't it be better to not see another day?
So why not just end it today?
A/N:
I feel cold.
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