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Brilliant white snow whipping my face and body,
Alone and naked in the wilderness,
I scream,
Tears are frozen to my face,
But I don’t notice,
I lost feeling hours ago,
Hunger takes hold and I feel myself vomit,
I collapse on the ground,
I can’t even see my lower body through the thick white curtain,
I feel my hope slipping like sand in a sieve,
Will anyone ever find me?
Will I live through this?
If I don’t, will it even matter?
Darkness strikes like an assassin,
I heard a helicopter roar by, but there’s no way it could have seen me,
I wish for the storm to end,
It won’t,
I’ve been fighting this storm for years,
Wandering the wilderness,
Waiting for another chopper to pass overhead,
Maybe this one will take pity on me,
I know one must come eventually,
But in my current condition,
Will it really want to take me?
The only thing that’s kept me going for these past few years,
Is the memory of my lover’s embrace,
But after all this time,
Will he still love me?
When he looks upon my frozen, wasted body,
Will he still look at me with the same fire in his eyes?
Love is the only thing that keeps me moving,
But that’s what got me stranded here in the first place,
My legs tremble,
I hit the fresh snow and sink down a few feet,
I don’t have the energy to pull myself out of this,
He wouldn’t have wanted me back anyway.
Alone and naked in the wilderness,
I scream,
Tears are frozen to my face,
But I don’t notice,
I lost feeling hours ago,
Hunger takes hold and I feel myself vomit,
I collapse on the ground,
I can’t even see my lower body through the thick white curtain,
I feel my hope slipping like sand in a sieve,
Will anyone ever find me?
Will I live through this?
If I don’t, will it even matter?
Darkness strikes like an assassin,
I heard a helicopter roar by, but there’s no way it could have seen me,
I wish for the storm to end,
It won’t,
I’ve been fighting this storm for years,
Wandering the wilderness,
Waiting for another chopper to pass overhead,
Maybe this one will take pity on me,
I know one must come eventually,
But in my current condition,
Will it really want to take me?
The only thing that’s kept me going for these past few years,
Is the memory of my lover’s embrace,
But after all this time,
Will he still love me?
When he looks upon my frozen, wasted body,
Will he still look at me with the same fire in his eyes?
Love is the only thing that keeps me moving,
But that’s what got me stranded here in the first place,
My legs tremble,
I hit the fresh snow and sink down a few feet,
I don’t have the energy to pull myself out of this,
He wouldn’t have wanted me back anyway.