Hypothermia

It is winter in my heart
Icy gales blow through my chest
Tearing me apart
Leaving me to my demons' behest

Shrouded in an opaque veil
The fog falls on my soul
It brings along whispers of a tale
Alas! It only makes my soul wail

My breaths, lost
For my lungs are coated in frost
I heave time and again
And each inhalation spikes the pain

The snow falls and blankets
My memories, it covets
Pearly white and shiny
Frozen underneath, blue me

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