Darkness Falls

Hoping to be well

I fall down a dark hole, as Alice falls towards Wonderland.

There is no light at the end of the tunnel, no Wonderland for me.

My heart is not empty as at first glance it seems, though I wander around in a daze trying to find my way out back to the sun.

I have two hearts; one bursting with love to give to another yet without such an object to devote itself to. The other has shrivelled and shrunk with cracks as it bleeds out from lack of care.

I know what love is, I watch from afar while families and friends laugh and delight in each other's presence.

I yearn to be rid of my darkness, this weight on my heart, the emptiness inside of me while I wear a façade of smiles and kind words that hide my despair.

At the darkest place, I stand on the precipice as a I climb down holding on with only a finger.

I fall down into the dark, but I feel a net fortunately placed to catch my limp body and I hang in mid-air baffled as to my timely fortune. Bewildered as to how to continue.

Lying there I see the dwindling light of the lonely stars and I see how nobody appreciates their incredible beauty, it occurs to me that the darkness is a gift, without beauty in my heart I see the unappreciated beauty of the world.

Perhaps I know now the true meaning of life, that all one needs is to be kind and happy.

For now I see the woods and the trees.