Walking down the trail, <br />Snow falling, freezing the world. <br />I can see my breath, <br />It's being taken from me. <br />I see the crystal pond, <br />But it's somehow changed. <br />It's black as night and icy cool, <br />Walking in, I know my end. <br />My soul begins to scream, <br />I begin to cry. <br />I'm going in and drowning, <br />Trapped under the icecap. <br />I'm gasping for breath, <br />But I can't catch it. <br />I'm beginning to drown, <br />I'm gasping for one last breath.<br /><br />Natasha Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gasping-for-breath/
