im cold.
deep down in my gut.
the backs of my arms ache
for someones touch.

i have an inkling
why my heart is sinking,
and my lungs try to breathe
as my ribcage rots.

this chill i've got
while im wrapped up firmly..
where its from, i know not.
this ache is my only certainty.

be it tiredness..
or  loneliness..
i still feel this chill.
this empty thrill.