Soldier Child.

Wind whips through his chilled hair, salty tears stain his porcelain skin.
All strength lost in the fight, his weakened legs allow his body a free-fall.
Frozen ground burns his iced fingertips as his weathered hand grips at the frosted soil.
His cries remain perfectly silent among the howls of other already fallen.

Barren trees are all thats left in visible sight as he crawls for his last hidden safety.
One final shot is heard off in the distance, matched with a deafening scream of yet another fallen.
A deserted cave he comes to as his journey comes to an end, and he holds his body together.
This soldier child of innocence breathes his final shuddered breath as his name is merely added to the numbers.