Then I walked.
With tired legs and worn out sandals
My shivering bones continue to stand
With skin chapped and churned muscles
Still I walked.
You came.
Like a dynamo setting me ablaze
Across the alley I can see fires
Slowly eating up each entity
turning into embers and charcoals.
Yet I was there standing
While you watch me
In iciness endure the apathy 
You heave upon my steadfastness.
I walked again.
And you reach for me
Your attempt dissolve my freezing body
I was numbed to your touch.
No heat ever fills me.
You walked over me.
No one can rescue me.
No one.
I walked.
And Walked.



~h