Cold
It feels so cold
I’m sitting in a cold, bright white room
There is no one here
Nothing except my fear
It stands ever so quietly
Stroking my back
Sending chills into my soul
The door opens
A man walks in
Will he say I’m okay?
The look on his face won’t give that away
He didn’t show any emotion
He left me there
My mind was racing
Would I die here?
In this cold place
My future looks bleak as my mind states
My fear is enjoying my pain
It’s feeding off of it
The cold is overcoming me
My skin is turning blue
I can’t breathe
I see my body next to me
I am now vapor
I died cold and alone
In a white room.

 
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