• frenchy 6w

    In The Black

    I feel lost.
    Surrounded by nothing. Black.
    Invisible weights tied to my ankles.
    Struggling to break through the surface.

    I’m angry.
    Guilty.
    Regrettable.
    Sad.
    All the time.

    I’m trapped in a vicious cycle.
    Beaten down. Peg by peg.
    Spinning a web.
    Lie over lie.

    Fighting and losing, slowly.
    A battle within.
    No comrades to help.
    All alone. In the black.