What a mess I have become.
Torn, wet,cold and crippled.
Frozen lips, blue as the sky and as dead as the grave.
Cut and staind with blood I look down to see a reflection of myself through a ****** pool...
I scream out but only the distant abyss of the canyon can hear and reply its echos which send the beasts of the wilderness a stray.
My legs tremble to the powerful might of the shakes from this scared earth, I grab at it but too late to feel it, I slip sending me to the ground laying my hair down to my knees...
I hope that there is always a light in the night but I guess in this nightmare there is only a faceless darkness that always claws at my feet...
I reach out and dig my hand into the earth, running my hand to the nib ripped and bleeding...
I was once thoughs clouds that darken the earth but now thoughs clouds darken me...
I make one more attempt to rise but the ground trembles before me and I start to slip once again..
and grab the edge like a lioness would grab its prey's neck.
It was not enough and my body goes limp and my fingers go numb and they break loose....
At that instance I felt a presence of warmth crash on top of me like a wave of warmth entangled around my wrists, knocking my cold and limp body into the side of the cliff and starts to reel me upwards.....
Feeling the ground beneath my feet, safely bringing me back to where I started once again....
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