Morning air catches in my lungs invasively
So frigid my breath exhales involuntarily, violently
Chilling me deeply in exhilarating reflection
Blood from my slashed veins trickles slowly
I experience every droplet exquisitely
Intimately experiencing each harrowing loss
Repeated countless errors
Fingers covered in gloves of frozen crimson
The dripping abates to a wintry pace
The heartbeat of life itself bleeding icy roses
My heart worn on fresh clean pressed sleeve
Ensuring that under my arctic gaze
I shall be the first to recognize
The moment it ceases to function