Feel free to share this. Just please give credit when credit is due. Written August 4, 2015
Blackness
When will this endless falling stop.
Ever spiraling endlessly in the pitch black darkness.
Every now and then finding my grip, a brief moment of normality, stillness, security.
But as I pull myself ever higher, reaching for and seeking the light, something pushes me and I
struggle to maintain my hold but fail.
Miserably, once again falling, spiraling forever in the darkness.
Wondering, hoping for that small rung to cling to.
To finally pull myself out of this gravity well of nothingness.
To stand on my own two feet and truly feel human once again.
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