I fumble along in the darkness seeing with my fingertips along the damp, cold and jagged walls.
My heart pounds in my ears drowning out the echo of the soft crunch below my feet.
The warmth of my breath is quickly sucked into the cold air around me and the dampness collects on my arms and coating my goosebumps.
My hands find different paths I could take that each lie silently in the dark secretly hiding what ease or trepidations may be found within.
~*~ Jennilee LC ~*~ (8/1/11)
