Open up…

Open the doors to your heart,
Let me in.
I’ve been standing out here for too long,
Waiting, worrying.

It’s getting colder,
This outside world.
And I’m standing here,
Shivering, afraid.

You’re probably curled up inside,
All lonely and warm.
Afraid. Just like me,
But for different reasons.

The monsters are coming to get me,
It’s getting icy and it isn’t pretty.
Open up,
Let me in.

There’s envy and there’s hatred,
There’s misery and there’s hopelessness.
It is scary,
And there’s no place to hide.

Open up,
I knock louder.
I see the ice flowing towards me,
Open up! I cry.

The ice, it is here.
Entering my veins,
Flowing through them.
Upwards.

Open up. I whisper.
And you do.
There you are, smiling and whole.
And not afraid.

And there I am,
Smiling a cold, vacant smile.
Whole, but empty.
Warm, but frozen.

Open up. I had cried.
Too late. I whisper.
You were too late. I cry,
Letting the ice flow out of my eyes.