I Fear The Thaw Poem by Crowning The Crows

I can feel myself weakening
My heart seems to be thawing and I'm trembling because of it
With each melting drip my unease seems to grow
Yet, I yearn for some sort of feeling,
Some sign that I am still alive, that I'm still here...
But is this too much to ask? I feel insatiable at times, wishing for things that I certainly don't deserve
There is safety within this bodies frozen exterior
When dead, our bodies become cold... but I'm already there, aren't I.
I've not much more to lose
I feel that I'm not quite ready to give up, though
Oh, but feelings are so unstable!
That is what I am afraid of, feeling.
For feeling can lead to weakness, and it is in our weakness that we can be hurt.