Chilly nights

I watched as the snowflakes fell. I braced myself for another long night, in this cold, dark place. And of course i would have the dreams, the ones that made me wake up with tears on my face, wishing i still had a family. I slowly moved the snow off the branches of the tree, being careful not to slip and fall on the hard ground below. It was a long fall, and i needed to keep walking in the morning. I lay down on the branch. it wasn't the most comfortable, but it was better then nothing.
Death.
Pain.
Darkness.
Danger.
Terror.
Despair.
Those are my dreams, my nightmares, my torment