Your eyes adjust and everything becomes clearer, the darkness does not seem scarier, the foreboding lightens somewhat nearer, you breathe easier.
All wonder and joy torn apart into a million pieces like shards of glass cutting skin deep tearing out your heart, jumbles emotions all.
Walls to the eyes moving, into the space you are living, giant grasping hand caving, inwards like claustrophobia sinking and thriving on zombie like auto driving mode.
Your hand before you an image created by the mind, to compensate for the darkness, blinding you with eyes wide open, your eyes adjusting, says the mind.
Fooling myself to see what I want, in darkness its easy to see what you can't, even when you know its not what's in front, sometimes eyes opened does nothing but flaunt.
Your in the dark from all the digging even when you know its not worth sticking but it's hard to leave from the slippery rigging put there by disappointments tugging.
Your eyes adjust to the dark, while life ebbs away its spark, where does one go when everything is but a moments mark, all gone like a dead dogs bark.
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