Winter depression sets in,
ice like glass reflections etched skin,
every expression arrested
til this wretched essence
resuscitated, resurrected;
or maybe it's just
the stench of my flesh
finally on the precipice
and threshold of death.

I awaken
sweat drenched;
vengeance of my enemy,
my relentless nemesis
the nightmare dreamt memories,
a penitentiary;
prison sentence spent
held in contempt,
solitary confinement
this immense emptiness
solidified by icy torment,
cell cemented;
detention condemns.