dark and deep things exist out there.
you’ve just met one of them.
These things reside in me. At times they preside over me, and I give myself freely. When pain or cold seep out (or in), when the icy venom takes hold withinr … This is my refuge. My solace lies inside. Feelings I can’t quell here hide. This frozen sanctuary cradles me safe. Chunks of heart buried in this place. Here is where I sometimes live. This, the blackest dark can give.