Eternal Snow's Embrace

Gasping breath, ice in your throat, your breath shakes, and no coat, can protect against frozen gales, the ones covering heroes in tales. The snow-covered ground is lit, by the radiance of the moon. Squinting, you make out more bit by bit, Frosted trees with no boon. Trudging through the snow, There's no time to stop, so go. The air stings your lungs as you breath in, Sharp knives stab every square inch of skin, Eyes go cold, hazing over with every second, By a sweet, warm slumber, you are beckoned. In this eternal winter, slump toward, The light that calls you forward.