Walking in a Blizard

November 28, 2009
You're walking through the blizzard
You wish that you were safe and warm
You want to go onward
The cold lonely feeling takes form

You keep going forward
You want to quit
The lonely feeling grows stronger
Your legs tell you to sit

You beg for someone to help you
All you hear is the wind slap against your face
Your hope diminishes
You begin to slow your pace

Your body burns from being so cold
You can feel the frost bite developing
You can't see your hand in front of you face
Your last breath is coming

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