i can't feel my fingers as i hold on for my
life.
quiet as this blanket hurts to
breathe hurts to try.
i have defined
january.
the end of another new beginning
draws me out to white.
the cold of what i
came for chokes the shine.
i have defined
january in my life.
i think they call this
winter.
dead like everything.
harsh
as it's silence and the pain that it brings.
i can survive january in my life