Arctic Winter

You left me here
In the bitter wind and cold
As the temperatures around me drop
So does my hope
Of being found
Of being loved
I sit here shivering
Dreaming of affection and kind words
But I’m surrounded by ice and death
And the darkness draws ever nearer
In my isolation, I wonder
Will I make it out alive?
Does it even matter?
 

Copyright © 2015 Ashley Uzzell

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