Cold

I wake up. My body shivering in the cold darkness.
I could feel my drenched bottoms and wet socks, it's wetness chilling my bones.
Struggling to help myself up, shuffling my feet; the warm wet environment inside of my boots sends a disgusting  shiver down my spine.

Every step I take, is torture, as water is felt squirting out of my soles; the cool water flowing through my toes as they are absorbed once more, through my already wet socks back into my boots.
"Will this journey ever end?" I ask myself this as I look forward into the formidable darkness, a thick cloak doing little to warm me against the night.