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.