Frozen

a cold breeze cuts through my skin
like an ice-cold blade penetrating my heart
and spreading a chill down my spine
I bring my arms around my chest
trying to hold in the warmth
I hold my breath
and I try to relieve the pain
of the cold
hard 
wind
I'm freezing from the inside out
I can feel the ice creeping up my throat
and my skin has begun to ice over
becoming blue and white
my skin is a canvas
covered in swirls of frost
and I am a statue
frozen
til the end of time
or at least until spring