I’m in a hole
I can see the light
from up above
but yet I
remain trapped
I refuse to crawl
I ignore support
It’s just easier
to remain numb
and be the victim
down below
away from others
hidden from her
unattainable
far from reach
left to suffer
with just myself
no longer a trouble
to others or her
so I find comfort
being all alone
consumed in sorrow
feeling sorry
for myself
BITTER