The band of mist
That hangs in the atmosphere
Circling rooftops of the houses
Ready to spread down to the ground

I have been locked in this mist
With a hard cold wind blowing
Biting cold entering my body
Making my heart beat faintly

My fingers frozen they cannot not bend
Like they were put in the refrigerator
Blowing hard on my face
My face frozen and hard

In my breath, upon my own chest
I felt the needle stab around my cavity
Blood in my veins clogged like ice blocks
In its flow I felt rolling stones.