Dark Places

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I am prone to slip into dark places -

Tight spaces

that cinch

my mind

Clamp down on my thoughts

And bind

me in fear.

On the same token, I am gifted with light

With sight

that brings hope

Where darkness

lingers

It’s fingers

slipping,

Its grasp faltering

As I recognize

Its deception

Perception

Such a tricky, tricky

Little thing

A simple thought

To cling

to…

One tiny glimmer of glitter

Emerging from the depths of my

soul

To remind me that I am

whole

When shadows block the sun

I find a way to shine.