White Air

The howling wind is howling ever loud, I cant see anything, its not black anymore its white. The snow has covered every color in site and the dolls smile is now sunken under all the white powder.

My lungs freeze up as I try and take a breath and breathe but it hurts, at least it doesn’t hurt as much as my heart does. My shadows has really lost its way or maybe im the one that is lost.

There is no civilization, just a mere spider crawling up my leg but I don’t care, I cant feel my body anymore. I’m frozen, maybe I’m frozen in time, all I know is that Iv lost my will to love and my will to learn, I just sit here and let wind hit my face, slap after slap.

Its been many nights since I could relocate myself and I wonder, I keep wondering how I got lost, why did I end up in this place. The doll is no longer smiling, there is no more joy around me even if its fake.

I’m ice cold and the shadow is no where to be found, the spider has left but I think it died. I wanna change this habit, the only thing I know how to change is the joy that doesn’t exist.

Shaking in this cold weather, with loud screams of wind in the land of white, the only thing that matters right now is myself, I matter, my shadow will find home in this vile weather. As the last part of the doll goes under the white snow I now realize its my turn to bring the joy. I smile and in that cold weather, the smile warms up my heart.

I have brought joy, I have won.

VIA: S&SS