I break down, fear is sinking in The cold comes, racing through my skin Searching for a way to get to you Through the storm you... Go, giving up your home Go, leaving all you've known You are not alone — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Who am I? What am I doing here? I fall between the cold walls of human malevolence, a white figure fluttering, sinking down through the cold lake, a mountain of skulls above me. I settle down to the cold latitudes,… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
