Midnight Sky.

Snickering at my shivering body,
You wrap a blanket around me.
We're up in the snow-covered mountains,
Rocky and rough terrain.
It's at least 20 degrees
Feeling even colder from the chill of the breeze.
Our tent popped up,
Being shaken by this wreckless wind.
The stars in the sky are all aligned.
Coyotes howling in the night.
There are trees,
Naked of leaves.
Frosted with snow and ice.
Animals are in hibernation, no doubt.
Saving up on their food.
Sleeping through the winter.
Sometimes I wish we could hibernate.
Just sleep and sleep until the brutal,
Cold weather is over.
Sleep through it all.
Not have to sacrifice the comfort of the warmth.

We've hiked and hiked just to get here.
We're low on food source and need to eat.
We're not going to last out here,
In the wilderness,
Alone.
With no help at all.
We'll starve or dehidrate.
Or die from frost bite.
We'll freeze.
One way or another,
It will be crucial and devastating.
Maybe slow and painful.
There's only two of us here.
But it will take three lives.
One didnt even get to live yet.
We have to turn back.
Save ourselves.
I want to live my whole life
And not be lost in this
Midnight Sky.