Frost

Tonight I look up
into the endless night sky
and breathe in the air
so still and chilled
it fills the cavity
in my chest
sending icicles to form
in the cold depth.
And the ache
so common around this time
sinks into my very being
as if my beating heart
had been removed
and replaced with one
made of cold stone.
And I try to smile
and not feel lost
in that magnificent blue
sea above.
Try not to forget
that my feet are firmly planted
on the frozen ground.
That I cannot float away.
Out of the lives
of those who cannot tell
that my skin is fading blue
with the lack of oxygen
my heart once supplied.
Those who do not care
to scrutinize
but are content to see
what settles their minds.
And my lips are frozen shut
into a weary smile
unable to utter that I need
warmth so desperately.