Stuck In A Hole
Alone in my thoughts,
I sense my heart burning
from the pain I feel.
I notice my eyes
starting to water with salty tears
and my insides shaking inexorably.
It’s like I’ve dropped myself
into a dirty, dusty, deep and dark hole
where I’ve sat for a long time, unseen.
Trying to escape the hole,
needing a group of helping hands
to quickly release me.
More people like me
and more people by my side;
I no longer feel like an outsider.
I’m a part of a club;
I’m no longer
stuck in a hole.
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