The darkness
encompasses me,
like the folds of
a blanket.
Its warmth is
welcoming.

The familiarity of  
the darkness
is hard to
turn down.

So I snuggle
ever deeper
into its folds.

However,

When I struggle
to get out,
to breathe a breath of
fresh air,

I am always
dragged back into
the sweet confines
of my
blanket.