Breath of Ice

As the world came into focus there was no color, images shifted between white and grey and then black. There is no feeling in my hands or feet, the stone my cheek lay against, long since frozen there, the blood is solid, no pain, I was beyond pain.

I sought with un-responding eyes to see more, my breath is shallow, breathing ice. The savage beating a distant memory, so cold, so lost, darkness closing in. I will not see home, I will not see family, he has taken that from me. I will leave this world alone, in darkness, no feeling, no pain, emptiness, that is all I have now.

What comes after death? Will there be another life? Will I see others that have gone on before? Was the preacher right, or were the nay-sayers, right? I must decide, I will not see tomorrow. Gone is the pain, the soft white flakes listing on my eyelashes give proof, should I be found, I will be beyond reach. My life ebbs slowly as the darkness grows around me.

I will choose the words of life, I will choose the prayer of the believer, I cannot spend eternity in darkness. This darkness frightens me. My eyes are open, but I see no forms, I feel no pain, he thinks he won, he thinks I suffer. But I feel no pain, I see no light, my life is ended.