Yesterday night he died, and I clawed
into my mind.

My thoughts fly around
as the icy wind surrounds.

  My mind screeches
   white bombs appear
there are shivers down my back.

   The wind pricks me
  there’s pain in my head
I wince as it hits me like ice.

The snow clogs my eyes
the lights turn off in my head
  now no one can see my bloodshot eyes.

   The wind creates a forcefield
   it traps everything inside,
   there’s no escaping now.

There’s muffled noises from outside,
“Hey? Hey! You okay?”
  The crackling wind
    drowns them.

So
I try to smile,
I try to laugh,
but know I can’t.

Not with this blizzard inside my head.