They took her
And ripped away the very thing that made her.
This is why she gets so cold at night.
They hid it from her since her birth
But she found it that evening
Where the bitter wind could not get her
And the warmth was more than just a feeling.
It became something tangible.
They found her out of course.
They had to take it all away.
It does not matter that much anymore
Because her arms are freezing...legs are freezing...
She is so freezing cold
And her savior could not rush to her this time
Because she never told him where to find her.
They watch her sit in the dark
And shake with the realization of what is happening to her.
There is nothing left to fight for.
They took the oxygen away.
It is getting harder to breathe.
The icicles asphyxiate her while she tries to light the fire
And it is over.
It does not matter that much anymore
Because her arms are limp...legs are blue...
She is so lifeless, and so cold.
