I hear the smashing of footsteps against solid ground
Who are these ghosts
They don't leave me alone.
I hear panting,
My lungs feel like they're collapsing
My chest feels like it's cramping
And crushing all of my organs.
Broken pieces of my ribs are pressing against my heart.
Someone,
Save me.
My feet are running endless miles around tracks
I have never seen before,
Am I running circles?
Save me.
They're getting closer,
I can feel their cold touch creeping behind me,
I feel the ice on my skin.
Save me, save me, save me.
It's a chant.
I feel my fingertips turns blue on impact
As a body of ice collides into mine.
I see you hover over me,
Before pressing a hand to my chest
And turning it blue.
My heart, frozen.
Stop it,
You're turning me cold.
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Starry night skies (completed)
PoetryUnder the canopy of a thousand stars, she found that her hands sang the words of her tender heart, the notes captured perfectly in pages that were stained a deep brown. cocooned in the embrace of a hundred constellations, ...
