Hypothermia— A Story Told By Tankas (Part One)
Hypothermia—
A Story Told By Tankas

(Part One)

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xxwinterblue
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A collection of tankas...

Hypothermia— A Story Told By Tankas (Part One)

by xxwinterblue

Glistening snowflakes

Glistening snowflakes Silently falling downward—

Glistening snowflakes Silently falling downward— A blanket over the ground.

Glistening snowflakes Silently falling downward— A blanket over the ground. They murmur soundlessly now,

Glistening snowflakes Silently falling downward— A blanket over the ground. They murmur soundlessly now, But the wind will start to whine.

I feel the tension;

I feel the tension; The breeze is picking up now.

I feel the tension; The breeze is picking up now. A blast of cold wind—

I feel the tension; The breeze is picking up now. A blast of cold wind— The chilling breath of Winter—

I feel the tension; The breeze is picking up now. A blast of cold wind— The chilling breath of Winter— Gusts across my rosy cheeks.

It's probably wise

It's probably wise At this point to go inside,

It's probably wise At this point to go inside, But foolish desires

It's probably wise At this point to go inside, But foolish desires Cause me to long for more time;

It's probably wise At this point to go inside, But foolish desires Cause me to long for more time; Why is it so addictive?

The biting, cold pain,

The biting, cold pain, The absence of warmth;

The biting, cold pain, The absence of warmth; Why does it feel good?

The biting, cold pain, The absence of warmth; Why does it feel good? The stinging sensation thrives,

The biting, cold pain, The absence of warmth; Why does it feel good? The stinging sensation thrives, Burying itself within.

My breath starts to slow,

My breath starts to slow, My heart throbs inside my chest;

My breath starts to slow, My heart throbs inside my chest; Where am I? I wince.

My breath starts to slow, My heart throbs inside my chest; Where am I? I wince. Stumbling down the unknown path

My breath starts to slow, My heart throbs inside my chest; Where am I? I wince. Stumbling down the unknown path I collapse, surrendering.

My eyes glaze over,

My eyes glaze over, My hair freezes to my cheeks;

My eyes glaze over, My hair freezes to my cheeks; Any warmth I had

My eyes glaze over, My hair freezes to my cheeks; Any warmth I had Seemingly dissipates, fades—

My eyes glaze over, My hair freezes to my cheeks; Any warmth I had Seemingly dissipates, fades— Absorbed into the whiteout.

My breathing hiccups

My breathing hiccups As my face hits the iced ground.

My breathing hiccups As my face hits the iced ground. I hallucinate;

My breathing hiccups As my face hits the iced ground. I hallucinate; The world fades from white to black...

My breathing hiccups As my face hits the iced ground. I hallucinate; The world fades from white to black... If only I could go back...

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