Flicker

The winds are cold again. 

They're calling me, 

each one mightier than the last. 

The air feels heavy,

choking my lungs, I gasp for a breath. 

As I reach for the warmth —

warmth I've been craving. 

It comes with light. 

Light that shines in front of me. 

I try to reach for it, 

but little do I know, you cannot hold what's unattainable. 

Yet I leap —

leap to catch it,

spirits high, 

a smile on my face, 

hope in the midst of hopelessness. 

And then it vanishes. 

Along with me.