Cruel breeze and a sunlit day.

Sun blazing across a blue back drop,
Not a single cloud in sight,
A cruel breeze,
Swirls around my tired body,
Threatening to freeze.
I feel the first wave of
Goosebumps spread across my arms, across my back,
So i reach for socks and jumper,
But the cold gets under that,
So i sit and shiver,
Move and shiver,
Goosebumps tattooed across my pale skin,
The cold is going to win.