Shallow breaths tremble from my lips,
Eyes glazed by the cold,
Air from my lungs lingering in the air,
Frozen souls that evaporate like ghosts,
Nothingness
Trees wilting in the whitewash sunlight,
Stripped bare and left to die naked,
Left to shrivel in it's own humiliation.
Nature hides in the dark,
It does not dare tread on the snow,
Beneath it's crisp skin lies the remnants,
The remnants of those left to succumb
To the bitter rage of Winter,
The glacial wrath as it torments my world,
Sending it spiralling into an ice age
That buries itself deep into the marrow
Of my quivering bones.
I am saturated in it's Arctic wake.