Wind Chill

[Mikhael]

Wind Chill
Mik Namlieh

I want to step outside and feel the wind-chill,
Want to feel it as pierces through my skin,
Want to watch you as it makes my lips turn purple,
Want you to know I won’t be coming in.
The world around is cold enough already.
What’s the difference if I step outside to die?
My choice is made and I won’t be your lapdog
But I promise that I’ll look you in the eye.
You do not see the problems that I’m facing
And you do not see the ice already there.
I used to think you were my friend to lean on
But you’re not and, strange enough, I just don’t care.
You say “come in, you’re being self-destructive”
But I’d rather lose my life than lose my pride.
And while I know I could be less uncomfortable
I smile but I won’t come back inside.
I want to step outside and feel the snow fall,
Want to feel it as it settles on my bones,
Want to watch you as you realize I don’t need you,
That I’d rather freeze to death, to die alone.

[SilverEyes]

A dark piece, if I'm reading this right, I'm seeing a yearning to make your physical self the doppleganger of your emotional self. A want to become whole again by bringing the rest of yourself over to the cold and lonely dark side. Nice write.

[bloodredtears]

wow....you know what?? i actually almost did this to myself on the 31st of Jan....this last saturday...i went outside with the express purpose to finish my drinks and passout in a snowbank so i'd freeze to death...fortunately i sobered up enough to just walk back to the dorms

what i'm saying is that this piece really struck a chord in me...i connected with it....very well done!

[John Barnett]

This was great! I enjoyed this a lot. Well done.