Snow that falls
Breaths that cease
Hands that freeze
Eyes don't see
Can you move?
From the world
As they wrap
Their hands
On your throat
Can you scream?
For mercy
Salvation and
Vindication
For your dreams
Can you fight?
With your hands
Holding a blade
Aimed straight
Pointing at them
Or will you die?
Final exhale
A sigh goodbye
Hand outstretch
Towards the sky
© Sofia Villagrana 2020
Inspiration: Prelude in E Minor by Audiomachine