Holes.

Each one of us lives
in our own deep dark hole.

There are those who jumped
into it, and there are those

who were thrown into it, and
some accidentally stumble into

it. Like i did.
There are those who see themselves

in a hole and don’t want to come
out of it. Aware, that there is a ladder

that’d bring us out. But we’re
afraid. Sometimes of the light outside,

and sometimes of the darkness
within our own poor, wretched souls.

But the truth is: There are no holes,
just illusions. Self inflicted pits in

our lives, which we prefer over our
sanity. Once we see them, there

are no holes anymore.
And we are whole again.

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