I know I can't take one more step towards you

'Cause I know you won't be there.

But I still find myself running in the direction of your despair.

I've been asking all around if you were anywhere to be found.

I'm gasping and heaving, clutching at my throat

The last sound escapes

Submerged in ice; darkness covets me

I'm running towards you and the night follows, biting at my feet

Hands sweaty, lungs pierced with needles.

Just one more, once more and I'll be good.

Even if for a second, one gasp, one fill.

But nothing.

Abandoned,

Left for the night nurse's drill.