I’m shivering
My bones are aching
My next breath becomes a gasp
My flesh has become cold
My flesh is pasty
How can I make these goosebumps
go away
My body is rigid
My skin is taunt
My eyes do not shine
Its so cold
I can’t move or scream
My mind has stop thinking
Slowly I drift away
I see my body
Slowly being lowered
Where do I go
Where is the light
Will I always just
Roam
A Muslim Latina 