So Cold

Wind slices clean through the street

A straight razor dragged across the night

No warmth

No mercy

Just that thin

Vicious whistle

That knows exactly where to cut

My boots hit the pavement in a hard rhythm

Step

Strike

Echo

Repeat

A beat carved out of grit and stubbornness

Even the air feels weaponized

Each breath a shard I swallow

Because stopping would hurt worse

Your silence hangs in the dark

Like a trap I keep walking into

No sound

No tremor

Just that cold

Surgical absence

That knows how to find the softest part of me

And press down until something cracks

I used to carry heat like armor

Laughing fire

Reckless fire

The kind that made winter blink first

Now it’s a rumor in my chest

A ghost pacing behind rib

That don’t open for anyone anymore

The world around me stiffens

Hardens

Sharpens

Streetlights like needles

Shadows like blades

The whole night a toolbox

Full of things designed to break me down

But I keep moving

Not out of hope

That’s long gone

Frozen solid

But out of spite

Out of rhythm

Out of the simple refusal

To let the cold decide my shape

Every step is a strike

Every breath is a dare

Every heartbeat is a hammer

Pounding against the ice

Trying to claim me

And still

The night presses in

Tight

Relentless

A frostbit fist around everything I am

Everything feels

So cold