its so cold as I freeze in the breeze, in this state im no longer in glee. the cold is unbarable with my bones turning into ice, while others are in their homes feeling quite nice. I only have a few tools with all being useless, there was a tool that could save me but I was clueless. I shivered in the cold my arms freezing, my nose felt cold as I started sneezing. my eyes were covered in fog turning them blind, now I couldn't see with nothing to find. I was previously up here to find gold, now i was in the snow forever cold. my heart is still beating but its getting slow, soon my story will finally close.
This is a poem I made in school last year for a project, and I made it very dark on purpouse just to see peoples reactions.
