The story of my life

Still and breathless watching the gleaming walls opening to the sunshine. Feeling anxious and stressed wondering if I am going to reach the top. Silence, the cold gave me a shiver and only a little bit of air to breath in the fragile walls felt like they were caving in and for a second I could the ice walls shaking around me. Slow and steady trying to get a grip on the shredded rope while the sound of the snow rumbled, falling into the cracks of the cave .

Am I going to get out of here ALIVE?