Three Million Steps

One step, 

Two steps, 

Three million steps.

I never meant for life to end like this. 

The cold cuts through bone, like a frozen ice shard.

Lie on the ground thinking, "This is too hard!"

Never once have I longed for warmth like this.

Try distract myself, but think of summer bliss.

Inside of my eyelids, its all that I see.

As two arms take me home and warmth welcomes me.