Wanting to be there

I am in a dark dark place. I don’t know how I got here. In fact, it’s not important how I got here. It’s a matter of how do I get out of here.

I see a lot of people. Concerned and worried. They are extending their hands, trying to get ahold of me. To pull me up and out of here.

The problem is, I’m trying to shake them off. To let go of their hands that are holding onto me, fear that I will fall deeper into this dark pit. I feel a bit annoyed at them too, for making me torn in between. Between where they want me and where I want to be. I want to be there, down there. In that dark pit, playing with shadows that are waiting for me.

I’m taking the easy way out, I know. I’m tired. Tired of giving. Every one wants something from me. And I’m tired of giving. I just want to stay deep down there with nobody to bother me.

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