Freezing Proces

Taken to the brink of something
 Something, but we can't know what
 To wait, to want, it's so bad, and
 Try something, and moving too slow
 To get where you want to go
 Looking for results, you can't begin
 To find a way out from the cold
 Place you're in
 But it suits you, your condition
 Symptoms that keep you in, keep you from motion
 Until it's cold, slowing you down
 Until you can't go
 Taken by something
 But you can't hold on to it, you can't
 It slips through your fingers
 Slips through your hand
 Because they're too cold
 Can't get a grip on what's in your sight
 It's like getting old
 It's like getting told to sit still
 But it suits you, your condition
 Symptoms that keep you in, keep you from motion
 Until it's cold, slowing you down
 Until you can't go
 It's not me
 Is there something going so wrong
 Process of depriving yourself
 Of peace of mind