Falling

dark well 2

 

Drowning in the past.
An endless painful fall.
Unforgiven acts.
No way up to crawl.

Tightening are the walls.
My body is shaking.
A spiral with no air.
My soul is suffocating.

Sweat springing down my chest.
Desperation in a blast.
Punishment’s attack –
when it comes, it lasts.

Absence of self-love
finds in this fall a manifestation.
When self-love
is the sole possible salvation.

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