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w1llowwrites Β· 2 months ago
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Where the Snow Covers the Dead
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Its cold....
I no longer feel the will to drag my body through the snow. It feels numb, no longer feeling the frosting tickle at my toes.
My clothes no longer hold me warm as blood seeps through it. The metallic taste reached my tongue.
My eyes won't even open, open to the cruelsomeness of this world, even in a surrounding so beautiful. A snow covered forest, something you'd hear in Christmas tales.
All alone deep within, the darkness threatens to seep in....
I give no fight against it, I feel the numbness travel from my finger tips to my heart slowly.
I knew what I was getting into once I got involved in this. Maybe I should have just hid at home. Humans are such intelligent species, why must they create weapons to kill with it.
None of us wants to be in this right now, yet we have to. For the sake of our people, our country, our families. We just follow what we think is right.
I open my eyes and try to look at the view in front of me properly despite my blurry vision. I see a dim cloudy winter day, the snow slowly making its way down, to cover our bodies forever if someone doesn't find our corpses. I truly do wonder how many in my position have been buried like this.
I don't feel the cold anymore, my body has gone numb, I close my eyes for one last time as I let myself hallucinate, hallucinate being in my warm home, seeing this view from a window, sitting with my family, eating warm meals instead of canned food for once, seeing happy smiling faces, feeling comfortable for once.
I take a deep breath in and exhale, as if letting my soul out of my suffering body as I finally rest.
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