Falling
I climb
I climb
I climb
but I always fall back to the bottom
I find hope
Hope looks like a hand hold
I grab on
I push myself up and it gives
I am back at the bottom
Staring into the darkness hope is fading
Time is running out
How much longer?
Can I holdout?
Will the darkness take me?
I just need one hold not to give out
Just one
So many have crumbled
Where is my hope now?
Copyright © Oliver Pierce | Year Posted 2018
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