A Hole Most Dark

I'm in a hole.

I can't remember not being in one.

Maybe I was born here.

Some people walk by pretending not to see

Some people look down, shrug their shoulders, and keep on walking.

Some people tell me to pull myself up by my bootstraps and climb out.


I'm still in the hole.

I want out.

I cannot find the right path.

The ground is against me.

Gravity is against me.

God is against me.


The hole has become home.

I hide from the onlookers.

I am isolated from life.

I know I'm "smart"!

I know I want more.

But the hole's darkness consumes me.


The hole has a bottom,

and I am there.

I cannot fall any further.

There is no place to go but up.

It's safe here,

in this dark, cold loneliness.


I am in a hole,

but I start to wonder

what it is like elsewhere.

I see the top,

and I start to ponder

how to get from here to there.


Right now, I'm seeking answers -

solutions to this problem

of being stuck in a hole.

It's painful. I've been avoiding it.

Is it faith? Is it strength? Endurance? Patience? Is it wisdom I need?

How can I become whole?


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Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

So very true. Sometimes we just seem to be stuck on a hole and need to fill the void.

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