Frostbite
The first step is always the warmest
The heat of your body is at its highest
And your lungs have not been filled with air so frigid that you cannot breathe
This place between comfort and discomfort is where you want to stay
A warm hug surrounds your body
Slowly you start to fall in love with it
And you feel like you can stay there forever
Never knowing how dangerous the cold can become
Minutes go by and you start to feel the sharp cold enter your body
Inhabit your actions and thoughts
That comforting feeling that you once knew has turned
Taking all the joy and warmth that you once knew
Leaving you with a numbing feeling
Suddenly all you can think about is that warmth again
You still carry a sense of hope that it will become warm again
That it will turn back to what you once knew
But life never turns back, only forwards
That way the planets don’t get left behind
The longer you stay out the more you realize that you are no longer in control of your actions.
The cold has taken over and now it is about survival, not living
Your hands move slower, unable to be precise
Your nose starts to run, causing your airway to block up, unable to breathe, unable to scream
You start to shiver from your core, alerting you that something is wrong
But yet you can’t leave
You brain usually is the one who thinks logically and keeps you safe
But now it is the one who keeps you in harms way
Telling you that life can change
Your stomach and heart pleads with you to get warm
Pleading with the world to feel that warmth that you fell in love with before
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Soon your body will adjust
Your mind will forget that your body is turning numb
Making you think that you are safe and warm
Creating a consciousness that no longer exists
Just a reality that coexists
A false sense of safety is given
And through the lies you believe that you can stay longer
So you wait and walk and wait
For change
For normalcy
For that feeling that once was to come back to where you know are
But it never comes
Hands are frozen into place
Heart beats its last quiet beat
Brain finally realizes that the warmth will never come again
A reality that has been broken into a thousand pieces
Unable to be restored
Unable to be regained
And a person unable to get warm again
