What is this
This funk that I am in
This deep deep dark trench
I can’t seem to get out
My throat has forgotten words
Where is the light?
Where is the warmth?
The heat of pure happiness
Did I forget?
Did I lose it?
Where did I leave it
When
Did I leave it
I claw, I scratch, I climb
My way out of this deep dark trench
This is not my home
I grow tired, I am weak
I bleed
I cry
I tear myself apart
I miss my light
The warmth on my cheeks
And a smile
I claw, I scratch, I climb again
But this time
I’ll get there
And I will find my smile
For it belongs to me