A dear in the headlights moments
I feel nothing
Nothing
Nothing but despair
It’s like a sudden wind that blows on you
It’s fine at that moment
Because of the weather, being it the sun is burning your skin
You still don’t mind much because you actually think the cold is nice, but your brain is telling you you should seek warmth
But you ignore the sounds of your brain protesting and you let the breeze on your skin continue until you close your eyes
The next time you wake up, you feel the cold on your skin, it feels like the blue ice that the movies depicted, it seems so surreal because of how deep and pure the color of the ice is on your skin
You seem to not mind in those time ticking seconds but after you move your eyes even the slightest bit, the frost comes rushing towards your head like an avalanche, you know the pain is coming but you stare in awe like a deer staring at headlights, you want to scream, but the ice cold blue has coughs your tongue, and the only thing left is your soul, regretting it was even accumulated in the first place