SOS

Paralyzed lying under the dark grey sky,

I felt the chills shooting down my spine;

The infinite dark seems to intensify,

Consuming the parts of me that still shine;

Can’t seem to paint colours,

Tired of holding down my adrenaline;

Fading light and withering flowers –

Are the only things I can imagine!

The avalanche swept down like rain,

Immerse my soul and left me cold;

The ice spikes pierce through my brain,

Like bullets set free from a threshold;

I see it coming, scream in agony,

Hoping someone would hear and rescue me.