Cold

The cold touch
The steam from the fucking festering wounds
Picture the snow parting and your brain popping out
Frozen red, a gun pointed to jack frost's head

Crawling on hands and knees
Crawling through an eternal frost
'Til I reach the mud

Fingers bleeding mud caked nails break
Teeth chatter gums ooze blood
Empty, cold and alone
Can't find my hole, can't find my home

It stings, fuck it stings
Bitter air tearing at my limbs
Excruciating rape by bitter winds