I Can't Feel My Fingers As I Hold On For My Life.
Quiet As This Blanket Hurts To Breathe Hurts To Try.
I Have Defined January.
The End Of Another New Beginning Draws Me Out To White.
The Cold Of What I Came For Chokes The Shine.
I Have Defined January In My Life.
I Think They Call This Winter.
Dead Like Everything.
Harsh As It's Silence And The Pain That It Brings.
I Can Survive January In My Life