A cold breeze flows against your wet cheeks. Veins pounding inside your head. Lost in the mist of your confusion. Futureless dreams and meaningless faith. Rocking yourself on the edge of losing it. Cold air freezing all thoughts. Black nothingness begins to surround you. Attacking from all directions. Growing oh so weak to the dark demons touch. Losing your balance, your grip on life. Your holding in your last breath. Winds whipping around, trees sway and you cry. You weep. You find you're weak.
