The Darkness

The dark has taken hold and there is no way to stop it. It begins to cover my eyes like a blanket being pulled up over my head. I hide to keep my shame, my embarrassment, my misery, away from the world. To keep myself from imploding and disappearing into a black hole of despair.

There is a knock at the door and it is Love, here to make sure I can come back from this pit that reaches deep inside of me. I can't bring myself to say what is really on my heart because I feel ashamed and that you will begin to slowly think less of me. Why has this happened and why could I not see it coming? These were questions I know that Love wants to ask but is afraid of the ticking time bomb hiding under the covers.

Love walks across the room to sit on the end of the bed before pulling the blankets down. "Please get up," you say to me. I struggle to turn my head and say, "I just can't." The darkness begins to seep over my vision. No, not darkness, but tears that I am fighting to hold back that blind my sight. I just want to disappear, I think to myself while I pull the comforter back over my body.

I close my eyes and continue to dig into the dark hole of my mind. Love stands up from the bed and I hear the door latch. Reminding me that one door has now closed forever. The scene ran through my mind, over and over and over. The embarrassment, the fear, the darkness. Again and again and again. Why, why, why...