Thoughts

It's a cloudy night. No stars brighting in the sky. Just the shy light of the full moon. The cold is penetrating my skin. My extremities begin to stiff and my face becames pale. The blood in my veins loses its flluidity and turns into a dense liquid. I feel the weight of a corpse which resigned to live, tired of wandering trough an agonizing world.

(no recuerdo cuando lo escribí, lo acabo de encontrar por el PC)