A Breath from The Death

The Goddes of Coldness blows her cold breath in my face.

It feels like my feet are freezing to death.

What is the meaning of this place?

Why am I here in the first place?

I'm all alone.

The only thing here besides me, is Death breathing down my neck.

The cold gets worse.

I turn around.

And then it ends.

Reviews

[♍ Kirstin ♎]

Ok I really like this poem, you convay the feel of it very well. Having said that I think it might be a bit better if - on the line: "The only thing here besides me, is Death breathing down my neck." you took a new line on "Death". It'd give it mre emphasis. Other than that it's an amasing write and I love the last line. =)

[Lilly]

Great write - the first line was fantastic I thought - pulled me in...
Great description...
Nice work