Dying Slowly

Lying on a cold blanket of snow.
Blood dripping from my mouth.
My limbs frozen.
Dying slowly in the cold.
The blood in my body has stopped.
A thousand knives stabbing inside me.
I cannot breathe.
All my strength is gone.
A cold icy death.
I'm dying inside,
Dying slowly...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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