Death's Coldness

the chilled wind from the dark winters night kissed me my last goodnight Walking,walking,walking was all I could do Every step I took there was a crunch from the crisp new snow that had fallen. I decided to sit underneath an old dying oak tree The cold paralyzed my lungs and froze my bones The old cold man jack frost took me away I always had wondered what death would be like The cold overcame me, and I lost the will to live It was as peaceful as a hot bubble bath