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.