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I'm in a deep, dark pit in the earth.
In the dark.
These weights are heavy and engulfing me.
But I can hold it.
(Most days).
My past has trapped me here.
Dark, sharp barbed wire wrapping around my wrists stomach and ankles.
My skin bleeding.
My heart, heavy.
My brain, tired.
But these wires will stretch.
And they have.
With my keeper locked in a cage-
I see the light.
I'm covered in bruises, scars, ash, sweat & tears.
But I survived this fire.
This torment.
This abuse
This torture.
And I'm starting to stand.
It's hard.
It hurts.
I wanna sit back down.
My body is so tired.
My mind is so foggy.
But I'm standing again.
This time with this barbed wire as a reminder.
I use the pain to climb.
And climb.
My hands bleed.
My breath hot against the hole.
But I drag the weight I carry and I pull.
Pull.
Pull.
Harder. Faster.
Slip.
Fall.
I lay here.
In the darkness.
My weight around me.
Smothering me.
I look up.
The light is so bright.
Fuck it.
I stand.
Climb.
Climb
Fall.
Fuck.
CLIMB!
CLIMB!
ALMOSTTTTTT.
.
.
*boom*
.
.
.
Fuck
I got so close that time.
I felt the air on my fingertips.
I will rise again.
And I will be ok
I'm just not okay right.... now.
But I will be.
And it keeps me breathing.