every wall
darkness
a pit of darkness
unable to see the light
only darkness
unable to reach the light
it is there but
not
the only thing to grasp is hate
fear
confusion
lost in the darkness
lost within myself
my own personal darkness
you would call it
a personal hell
there is nowhere to turn
every wall is dark
i am facing a neverending circle of darkness
i keep walking
i reach for the light
my hand touches nothing
it is just out of reach
i can see the light
i can almost feel its warmth
but i cannot touch it
is it because i am afraid of what is past the light
do i feel safer in the dark
not being able to see my own flaws
i know that they are there
i am just afraid
maybe afraid of myself
i am afraid of people knowing me
shying away from me
if i don't admit that that part of me is there
maybe nobody else will see it either

by Clare Buttry