As I lie on my bed, I saw all my flaws that I am acutely aware off crystalized themselves into a bed of ice shards above. The inverted peaks glimmering in the dim, threatening me with their sharp edges. I could feel the paralyzing coldness coming out from this bed of shards. I stared hard at it, awed by the depth of my crystalized flaws. I tried to draw heat from my optimism, cheerfulness and hopefullness to melt it away but I could find none, not here in this place.
I have another method, learnt from an ostrich. I used my pillow to cover my head;
Denial is all I could muster as defense.
And then I felt the first cold kiss of death right through the heart, one of it had grew when I could not see it. The bed of frost shards came crashing down and I was impaled by my frosted flaws all around.
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