Jesse G.

my home

I sat in a hole and it was black
I couldn't tell what was me and what wasn't
I think it was all me
then I noticed a tiny glow
and the world grew
the light got brighter and the more visible it became the more I noticed what wasn't me.
they were scared of the calm blackness where I began.
they were scared because they know that's where they're going.
so scary is the gentle night
but I know it gave birth to the day.
it gave me eyes to see what blackness created
and the scent and touch and taste
I can hear the dream of the abyss..... for a time.
I will not be greedy and make it last forever because if I grasp it I will lose it.
I will enjoy it for a time then rest again in the arms of nothing.
where I belong.



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