Numb

Awaiting our soon departure, I wince at the window adjacent
The thought of the cold penetrating my skin, disabling my body
Opening the doors, the icy glass shatters beneath each step
Stinging my nose, a stumble while maneuvering through the snow
Regardless of my hood shrouding my numb countenance, I heard
The waves rolling gently towards the frozen shore, the geese chattering
Stirred by the overwhelming and bitterness, I was obliged to look up
As my eyes came toward the horizon, a misprint caught my eye
I bent down, my numb joints let out a whimper, and traced the print
Piercing my finger, the mark, disrupting the snow, caused intrigue
Amongst this barren landscape, there was in fact life, abundant even
I shuttered with a sudden emotion of seclusion and isolation
Desperate to seek refuge, I turn around and my eyes met the skyline
Spilled orange with mauve stains, I pause for a moment
The cold then tightens its grasp on my throat and I break away