The descent to eternity

Follow me, on my unfortunate descent to eternity.

Falling through the atmosphere,

I felt a rush of adrenaline,

It was frightening yet divine,

Almost as if I could fly.

But I wasn't flying,

Something had pushed me over the edge,

I couldn't recollect,

Maybe I had pushed myself this far.

Then gloom surrounds.

I wake to an icy and desolate forest,

The grass around me coated with ice,

I feel a stab of pain inside me,

My heart is hollow, like the barks of the near by trees.

I look around me desperately,

Searching for help, but in vain,

The forest is dark and eerie,

Hope left me, but not the pain.

Is this death, I ask myself,

I run in frantic circles,

Not certain where I was going,

The cold air hitting me mercilessly.

I stumble over a branch,

Standing up, I cry out,

Nobody is listening,

I am stuck here forever.

Hopeless, I slide into the ice,

Letting myself go,

This is fate, I compromise as I lie here,

Writing in the cold wasteland that is eternity.

Author's Note

This is not my style of writing poetry, but I want to know what you think of it.