The more I fight
The deeper I fall
It’s hard to be idled for too long
No need to escape
When I dug this hole.
It’s like the more I climb out
I keep adding below.
So, what to do when the cycle repeats
Each step I take,
Feels like it’s turned against me.
But this state of mind won’t bury me
I fought too long to let this define me.
Melissa Stein 
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