Woke up ice cold today.
My breath is visible,
I'm cold to the touch.
My lips are blue and my fingers are numb.
I start to bleed.
Parts of my body feel like they have been hit.
Random bruises appear on my body,
Hand prints from people I dont know.
This icy feeling flows allover my body.
I'm shacking and crying.
It hurts to breathe.
A scene is unfolding in front of me.
An icy prediction of truth.
Ice cold tears fall from my face as I shiver uncontrollably.
My throat swells.
This pressure of being choked is present.
Hands feel like they are wrapped around my throat.
Cutting off my oxygen intake I start to fade.
Then it stops.
On the brink of death saved by a cry.
An icy prediction is foreseen.
Many have been played out
Just one now stands alone.
Hopefully a mother's realization, and fathers love will be enough to save me.
An icy prediction unseen by anyone but me.