Inviting Darkness


My toes touch the edge,

I look down.

I see the darkness

beneath the ground.


I look up,

searching for light.

All I see is darkness

deep in the night.


So cold in this place,

I just want to lie down.

I bet it’s warm

beneath the ground.


Why can’t I just rest?

Why can’t I be free?

Released from this

tormented agony?


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