Cold surrounding  
Cold people,  
Even,  
The breath looks like a smoke    
Either I need covering or humanity?  
Probably both,  
Whispers the breeze.  
    
Let us hide, asleep like a Turtle  
Probably you too feel the same, that I do,  
Need of covering and humanity,  
Striving to relax,    
With wish for an afterlife.  
    
Better luck next time.  
  
Better luck next time.