cold.

I have become numb.Cold. Unfeeling.And more.Just like the blankets of snow crashing down plain glass windows, I feel covered, smothered. I stop to breathe. I stop to think. I need the warmth. I need the space. " Hold my hand and I'll guide you through", he says.But my question is how long will you stay? Like the stars that twinkle at night, will you show me some light?