Stuck

I’m in a hole 
I can see the light
from up above 
but yet I 
remain trapped 
I refuse to crawl 
I ignore support 
It’s just easier 
to remain numb 
and be the victim 
down below 
away from others 
hidden from her 
unattainable 
far from reach 
left to suffer 
with just myself 
no longer a trouble 
to others or her 
so I find comfort 
being all alone 
consumed in sorrow 
feeling sorry
for myself 
BITTER