My body didn’t shiver against the stone cold 

Ice It was below zero yet I wasn’t cold I was oddly numb 

I didn’t feel angry from the snow falling as I once had 

I felt the tips of my fingers burn with frostbite I felt a 

Cold pain behind my eyes that came down my face in frosted flakes 

Of snow they weren’t normal tears but tears of ice

I can’t quite remember how I ended up standing on this lake of ice or how 

My feet were uncovered or the facts that the tips of my toes turned a deep

Blue

My tears fell to the lake shattering against the ice now I remember 

This is where I Jack Frost caught my death.