Cold Water

Cold water gushed over my parched body

All scars and cracks were ready to bleed again

It pours over my once warm body

And freezes my blood

The cuts don’t bleed out

Everything is icy and silent

The water swirls and twists and runs down my fingers

I don’t feel hollow anymore

The emptiness is long gone

I’ve become a rigid wooden log

My senses react to the musical sound

The melody finds place in my overcrowded brain

So powerful the cold water is

I'm thinking of just that and nothing else

It has disappeared all the voices up there

And it overpowers me

I'm spiralling into delusion of liking the cold

Its sharp and numbing yet I don’t move

I like its inhospitable nature

My body doesn’t itch anymore,

My brain is free of thoughts

The cold water even when so unfriendly

Becomes my saviour when I am distraught