
Savage screams fill my ears
Fire burns my eyes
Air claws its way down my throat
‘This must be Hell’ I think
Because, if it isn't Hell then
What is it?
Blood thick on my tongue,
I run it along my teeth
Air drags through me,
Suffocating and unsatisfying
As I lay dying on a cold, snow-covered hill,
I watch stars fall all around me
And explode into pain-searing sparks
Here I am,
Staining Your frosty tears with my
Tainted blood
My family lays around me,
Already taken into your arms
And I am left alone
To breathe in deadly air and
Drown in healing blood



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