A crack neath my feet.

Sinking, drowning in the deep.

A cold envelopes my form.

I try to swim, but my will has gone.

The further I sink, the darker it becomes.

Am I to succumb to this cold grave?

Or can I yet find the strength to push myself free?

I feel apathy.

I’m numb to the fate the sea has decided.

My days of joy and being elated are gone.

I can not find it in my breath to sing my favourite song.

To do my favourite things.

I’m alone in my thoughts and that terrifies me.

The pressure is mounting, it’s hard to breathe.

How can people go through life skating away?

No worries, no cares, how do you be okay?

I don’t know if I’ll ever know.

And so here I sink into the below.

I dream of ice skating, but I’ve lost my skates.

I leave it to the arctic to seal my fate.