I take in the cool winter air,
Trying to stop the rivers
from being carved into my face.
The air crystallizes in my throat
Making it harder to breathe.
Nothing reaches my lungs.
I gasp out.
The pain in my heart
worsening ten times over,
turning to cold split stone.
It's crumbling.
and the breathes no longer
keep the tears away.
I kneel,
wails making their way out from my soul.