NaNoWriMo: Precious Drops of Sun

Another NaNoWriMoPo. =)

The morning sun rises
Greeting a new day
With warmth and light.
Illuminating a gloriousness
With shots of red
Orange
Pink
White.

A fog draws in,
Blocking the sun.
Fading the light.
Cooling its warmth.
Thicker, it grows
Overwhelming,
Blinding,
Suffocating.

I struggle
Against the foe.
Tripping over
Unseen obstacles.
Grasping
For anything.
Anything to rescue me.
Anything to save me.
Anything.

I freeze
In this cold.
Searching for my
Lost sun.
A ray of
The hope
I once had.
I choke.
Gasping for
A breath.
Tasting my last
Precious drops of air.

Anything.
I reach
For anything.
Anything.

The End

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