it hits you in the coldest of winters
when the snow's so deep
you can't see your feet
the air is thin
so thin
that you just breathe in
and in
and in...
but nothing
the compression on your chest
cuts into your lungs
and you feel the tightness of your chest growing
the cold wet seeping in
through the soles of your boots
as the shivers travel up your spine
they reach your brain
and try to drag you under
your nails dig into life
grasping to hold on
with ****** hands
you find a rock
that rock is your safety
that rock gives you life
gasping for oxygen
the thin air pours into your soul
hold on to that rock
for that rock will get you to spring
in season's time the snow will melt
flowers will bloom from beneath the cold ground
the air regains its nourishment
and your lungs welcome it with gladness
the pigments of your skin flush with color
and the sun bakes the earth's crust
life pours back into your eyes
as light streams in through the cracks in the curtain
push them aside
for the morning dew brings new life