Dark Place
I am in a dark place
A dark space
Isolated from the world
And my breathing is laboured
Unable to give birth
To hope
I am unencumbered yet
Oppressed by a weight
That I did not expect
There is no forward momentum
For this thick fog obscures
My view
And my periphery offers
Acute angles that would force
Me into a shape
That is good for you
But not for me
My only option is to retreat
Over the bones that I have crawled
Admitting my mistake
Embracing the failure
And a return to the light
Thoughts
You don’t half moan, Monaghan. Cheer up!
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