Bottom of the pit last night.
Very dark, very black.
Darker than I’ve been in a while.
Can’t quite make sense of it all… or of any of it.
Don’t know where I’m going or what I’m doing.
Can’t figure out if what I’ve done means anything at all.
Dark of the night, dark of the soul.
Not sure I’ve quite shaken it today.
Maybe gotten to indigo from pitch black.
But the pit is still there -- tempting, taunting, teasing me to jump.
Just give up.
Just give in.
It’ll all be fine if you’d just…
Give everything up and just accept mediocrity.
It’ll all be fine.
It’ll all be easy.
Just do it.
Just
do
it.
1 comment:
I have been there and visit from time to time. I actually fell into the abyss once and it was totally not my fault, but climbing out made me realize I never wanted to be there again.
My mantra: Everything will be OK in the end. If it's not OK, it's not the end.
Peace.
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