Fuzzy, yet cold
Circles appear
Nothing below
As I lay here
My body tucked
Feet cold
Still as stone
I was killed
Not by bullet
Or knife
No drugs
Endless time
Eyelids pryed
Flat face
My fingers twitch
Fret in place
My body numb
Full of pain
I can't move
I'm drained
My eyes fixate
On one finger
As it hangs
Lingers
I breathe
Nothing helps
I'm lost
I hate myself
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Frozen Feelings
PoetryThis book outlines the pain I experienced in my past and the things that I look back on. These are my greatest fears and worst moments. I'm not writing this for the public, but for myself
