Every footstep that makes disappear in the thick snow,
Sound of wind blows heavily noisy,
There is no sight of people,
The rain of snow falls fiercely,
In the middle of nowhere.
Fresh air become tough to enter the pinkish-gray lung,
Oxygen forced itself to not get out,
The blood did not do its job,
Soon, it has become asphyxiate,
In the middle of nowhere.
Red lips cracked,
The throat becomes dehydrated,
Legs feels feeble,
Skin shifts to windburn,
In the middle of nowhere.
Lying on the cold white soft snow,
Body does not feel energized as usual,
Look up to the blue sky,
Eyes soon to drowned into forever sleep,
In the middle of nowhere.