~lesleyk

Its cold
It blisters my skin
It feels as though a sharp, crisp chill overwhelms my body.
It hurts
I cannot move or speak
for my voice has abandoned me
Out of fear and disloyalty
My shadow however holds it promise
It becomes deeper and darker, slowly lurking into my soul
I cannot scream though my body craves it
I cannot hold a tear inside my eye for my body craves that as well
What will happen? Will I ever see such a cold hearted form of death
This is not how I am to die
I have not experienced life.
My world is but a canvas yet to be explored
My eyes are now abandoning me
I cannot see clearly, all I can do is listen
How long before that to abandons me
I wish to experience life.
I wish to see the world and all it's beauty
I do not however wish to die here and now
With the bitterness haunting the air
I can also smell
I can smell the blood beginning to dry
I can taste it
It sinks into my dry lifeless lips
It comforts them with its moisture
However the taste is unbearable and I wish to escape it
I urge my body to move
I command it!
It does not respond
I move my finger
The only part of my body not hidden in fear
However it is a finger
It cannot hold any use in the situation
I can feel my heart gasping for life
Craving it
I cannot support my heart any longer
Though I wish I could
It seems now that my lungs have abandoned me
I gasp for air but no air will come in
It rejects me and my blood drenched body
I feel nothing
My life has abandoned me