Deepening Darkness

I’ve fell in the dark hole many a time before you.

Even with you.

But this hole thereafter you...

it’s one where I keep sinking and unable to make it out.

But even so.

Is this blackness my own, I was not ready to face?

WAs it you that distracted me to not let it drag me down?

Whatever the cause, it’s so heavy.

It’s been years, begone.

I want to climb and get closer to the light.

I no longer wish to carry these stones of burden.

I do not care to have them continually push me down and scrape me as I rise.

I want to stand high and see the beauty blind me.

I want to feel the lovely warmth of the sun on my body.

I feel lost and forgotten as I crawl.

I am kept like a secret, trapped below the earth.

I exist only for what?

Each attempt at an escape weakens me.

But alas, I continue forward routinely.

And each thought, each feeling, each memory.

All of love and pain that flows through me, swallows me when the moon rises.