Well... wow. I'm on a poetry kick. Dark poetry... Keeps right on going, this...
Frozen
Standing frozen in the doorway
Each breath seems to take more strength than I have
Keep on breathing
Don't think. Try to move
Breathless as it strikes again and again
Ruthless
And I'm powerless
Rearing up with outstretched claws from the dark
And takes me
Back into the darkness
It's cold.
I'm frozen.
Demons bleed out from the edges of the sky
Blood red
Like blood on snow
Thin threads of red through ice
And seize whatever they can reach.
I want to scream
My voice is gone
And I still can't cry.
Silence now.
Nothing but the crack of stone
And splintering of ice.
I wait for dawn
But it won't save me.
I'm frozen.
The ice always wins in the end.