A Winter Night Poem by Andrew Hinton

White above, and here below.
I am blinded by the glow.
Mind blank, and chest cold,
I feel heavier than gold.
My ribs turn to ice,
Spirit beings to splice.
Meaning and life cease,
Broken piece by piece.
Hope not, dread not,
Every battle fought.

My eyes close as voices shout,
I collapse from a dizzying bout.
My arms freeze,
Hands squeeze.
My eyes in darkness roll,
Lord please help my soul.
Pressure building in me,
Just leave me be!
Madness growing see,
Waiting, waiting to be free.