I am in an open field
searching for an antidote
to boredom and loneliness
An opening in the ground
breaks the monotony
of this gaping field
Others in the field
explore the hole
it seems fascinating
Approaching slowly
no other option shown
I peer into its abyss
Its enticing appearance
pulls myself in
darkness embraced for only moments
Unable to grasp sides
Friends offer hands
Pride keeps from taking them
Slipping further into darkness
Friends grow tired of helping
I'm alone in this now
The only one at fault
Is the only one in darkness
For he brought himself there
I now must dig myself
out of the darkness
that I am immersed in
It may be difficult
It may be too late
But it must be done
Author notes
A poem about addiction. I was lucky to have escapen such a bind but others may not be.
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