Can you feel it that coldness

That darkness taking you

No matter how hard you fight

Caressing your mind

Freezing your soul

Making a dead shiver pass up your spin

You lie in bed

Sweat dripping down from your neck

Heavy pants coming in quick breaths from your mouth

Your mind reeling

Your chest aching

A cold wind passes by your body

Trying to cool you down

The fan filling up the silent noise

It flits through your mind

Bits and pieces

Not much but it helps you remember

Cursing your dreams and mind

You indulge for a moment in the past

That face appears

Those dull eyes making your skin crawl

You can hear her asking “I need you to watch me”

Just hearing those words makes you think

Thinking about what….. you don’t know

You pass a hand over your forehead

You can already feel the head ach forming

The bile in your throat

The aches of your body

That damn memory won’t leave you

There in the bathroom

She comes out the stall

Blood dripping from her upper arm

Scares already littered everywhere

Fresh ones taking their place

You can feel yourself shivering

The coldness seeping in

You try to move

But your sweat makes you stick to the mattress

You remove your shirt and pants

Trying to keep cool

You light a cake scented candle

The smell instantly claming you

You press your eyes close

Putting pressure on them with your finger tips

She’s there looking tired

The scissors in her hand

They’re streaked with blood

No thought passes through your mind

You move on instinct

Gathering some paper towels

Wetting them with hot water

You move to her applying pressure

The blood soaks right through

You open your eyes hazy for a moment

The colors burst and you forget for a moment

Passing a hand through wild sweat filled locks

You think what was I doing

Why

The question without an answer

The blood has stopped

She’s looking normal again

A small smile on her lips

You step away from her

She pulls down her sleeve

Covering up what just happened

She says she’s okay now

You only look at her

A strange emotion you can’t quite define wells inside you

She leaves

You hear the rusty door slam its self

Knowing it had seen better years

The rays of light flashed through the window

Setting a warm glow

On a room that began to smell of death

You get up

A slight groan leaving your lips

A new day was starting

The dreams are fading back into the darkness

And old memories are being locked up in secret places

Where they belong

The suns rays land on you

As you stand before the window

You think

I will rise

Everyday I will get up

Taking with me my burdens

But I will rise

So that I can feel the sun on my skin

Feel the cold that brushes by

I will rise