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Mar 2020
Do you know how many times I’ve dragged myself out of this hole before?
Countless for me to point out
And I would emerge smiling and shaking hands with everyone

Somehow in those priceless “I am finally moving forward moments”
I am back in the hole again
And I have to summon all my strength to drag myself out of the hole once more

Guess what I am here again and I look around me and everything is a mess
This time though I do not have strength to even at least make the hole habitable because It doesn’t seem like I’m getting out again anytime soon

Help me
Pixie
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Pixie  29/F/Botswana
(29/F/Botswana)   
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