ice sets in

The city lights shine dimly in the darkness. Watching from my window the cars drive by. My breath leaves moisture on the glass. The light from the bathroom is all that illuminates the small space. Everything in the room stands quiet, except the ticking of the clocks. I ponder what the best escape might be, burning up quietly by the window. My reflection stares back at me. I used to dwell in the sun. The moon has become my only friend. I took a leap too soon, there was nothing on the other side. I fell hard twice. Twice the brokens. Twice the water. Twice the faded smile. Twice I learn, twice I forget. I forge an ice from the bellows; iron tough, yet fragile. I forget again to lean on my own.