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Frostbite
As the sunlight fades away
I escape your grasp,
Even if only for a moment
And the pain
Of your cold fingers
Wrapped around my heart
Follows the escaping light
To hide among the distant mountains.
In those short moments of twilight
I lift my heavy eyes,
Begging the darkness
For the comfort of blindness,
But the dreadful ticking of the clock
Begins to slow down,
As the hands of time
Get caught upon
The fleeting specs of sunlight,
And slowly the pain returns,
As the cold left from your hands
Still constricts my heart,
It’s starting once again…
I strain to shut my eyes
And scream to the heavens,
But within the thin night air,
Only silence can be heard
As I am left paralyzed
I watch the tiny shards of hope,
Of which I tried to hide
In the deepest corners of my heart,
Rip out from my chest
And race up to the sky
Joining the other so called “stars”,
Becoming more permanent reminders
Of the paralysis of my hopelessness,
But just as the last shard
Rushes out of my heart
I reach out and grasp it,
And the pain from its shock
Makes my eyes sting
As they try to fill with the tears
That have fallen before their time,
And so my eyes then fall
Upon a broken stranger’s shadow,
As the picture of this weak man
Falling down to his knees
Burns permanently onto my soul,
As his fist hit the floor
His head begins to fall….
Suddenly he is lost from my sight
And all I can see is the floor below
And the blood dripping from my knuckles…
…..There I am frozen
Awaiting the precious gift of blindness,
Awaiting the familiar feeling of pain,
As my heart starts to feel the cold
And I feel your presence once again
