Blizzard

A dark poem

                                        Blizzard


                                    Here I trudge
                      Through this frozen wasteland
                      Not knowing from were I came
                                Or were I am to go
                                  I simply trudge

                          Every step is like the last
                    Through this endless field of white
                          And with every step I take
                      A little bit of me is left behind
                          As I slowly fade away

                        Ahead of me is only white
                      Above, below, left, and right
                          The only thing is white
                        But I dare not look behind
                      For I fear what I may be there

                          I slowly loose all feeling
                      And my fear slowly fades
                    I cast away my fear and doubt
                    And look behind the way I came

                        To my horror, in the snow
                      Lies face down, a frozen man
                I turn him over and am scared to find
                          The frozen man is me