Cold

I'm so cold
so very, very cold,
frozen through the bones.
I'm tired,
tired of being cold,
tired of crying from cold.
The tears I've cried so far
could fill a lake.
Every time I try, I get
overwhelmed by confusion.
The cold has frozen my
brain,
it has frozen
my heart.
I'm only able to see with
my eyes,
and feel with
my hands only,
now my mouth does all
the talking.
The cold is taking you
away from me,
it's taking me
away from me.
I'm an ice sculpture,
scared to melt, in case
there will be nothing left.

Shinemyrtle