The Cold Is Finally Getting To Me

The ice hasn’t cracked yet

I think it will, at any moment

I have a phone on me

Maybe someone could save me if I called them

But I don’t want to

Because

What if there’s no Wi-Fi

?

Better not to call

I don’t want to bother anyone

K e e p w a l k i n g

There is no land up ahead

My friends made it to land

I could’ve been with them

If I hadn’t took their burdens

It made me heavier

It tempted the ice to crack

My ‘friends’ are still alive

At least

Dark

Water

Glimmers below

I hope the ice cracks

I want someone to pull me out

Like I did to others

But I also kind of want to sink

And sink

And

S i n k

**Keep walking**

****

I want to die

Crumble into dust

Burn and burn

Me,

The kid who says it gets better

What a lie

It gets more manageable

Easier

But never “better”

Because to be better there needs to something to

Compare

.

Everything in my soul

Is empty

I don’t feel anything anymore

My fingers are numb.

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