The Depths............

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I feel like when I look inside myself.....................

I see a woman standing in an opening... as she looks around, everything is a mixture of black, gray, and dark colors. It is a barren place, and a wild storm is raging all around her, this wind is blowing her hair so hard that it whips against her face, she can see her breath in the air from the bitter cold, her skin is numb from it. The clouds seem to be flying by at an unreal speed, like life is soon to end. Her bones ache in agony from the depth of the cold all around her, she is alone in this world, there is no safety, no protection from the storm that has encompassed this place all around her, she can feel her life ebbing from her body, slowly but surely. Tears fall down her cheeks, but they never reach the ground, they turn into crystal icicles upon her delegate skin, building until they threatened to suffocate her. She wonders alone, fighting to stay on her feet, because she knows to fall will mean a slow, agonizing death. She tries to run, to find a place to hide from the things that stalk her, the things that she knows are always there, even though she can never see them until they attack, she must keep moving constantly, never able to rest, never able to heal. She knows someday either those which hunt her, or the bitterness, the pain, the storm in this place, will consume every fiber of her being... she knows not why she continues forward, but for now.... she does.