As my toes and fingers grow cold, I look in the mirror.

Numb, that is how I felt.

No inner feeling, no sound but the buzzing in my ears.

Once or twice I could faintly hear my quickening heartbeat.

Numb.

I notice my hands begin to shake, a soft vibration encircles my tired body.

Tears run down my cheeks in constant streams like an unforgiving river.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Don't forget to breathe, remember you have to breathe.

Wistfully numb.

Does anyone really care? Do I really care?

A disheartened girl is staring at me.

Green eyes bright with fear and excitement, hiding the suppressed longing for relief.

She is numb.

I punch the mirror, destroying the girl, releasing a new one.

Blood trickles down to my wrist as I hold up my hand.

I am mortal, fragile, yet everlasting.

Collapsing to the ground, I realize something:

No longer am I numb.