Deep Caverns

Deep Caverns short poem

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In the deep dark caverns of my mind
I go to visit all the time.
I often slip and fall in some treacherous pit
But up I get and down I sit
To regroup and, revise my plan
I contemplate my next move
Can I keep going? Yes, I can!

I climb over the walls disappointments
Have built
I wade through pools of hurt
And valleys of guilt
Trying to find my way out
I’m all covered in dirt
As I struggle to once again find my self worth

What’s that in the distance?
Is it light I see?
Or a perhaps a glimmer of hope
Well ,maybe….
Turns out its just shadows of skeletons
From the past
Trying to pull me down again
I better move fast

Hoping that a clearing will soon appear
Because I am cold and lost with fear.
Another gleam of light I see
I rush toward it
I must get free
At last I can climb out of this pit again
To return another time to face the pain.

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