i have died
and i feel myself sinking
i cannot detach myself from where i lie
where i sit
where i stand
because moving is too hard
and i'm tired again.
this may be a never ending winter
in minnesota
days where it's too cold to go to school
too dangerous to go outside
but i get up and stare through my window,
let the snow blind me
maybe if i don't see
anything
or myself i could manage to be happier
as if that would help
i'm sure the blackness
or the fog would be worse
and after being able to see
i would for sure die.