Literature
Journal Entry [01-13-2019]
Every time I get down in the dirt and dig,
I end up deeper,
I'll take a Monday off and try to get everything where it belongs,
only to pick up the shovel on Tuesday and dig deeper,
by Wednesday I'll see only black above and below,
Thursday I'll tell myself "this isn't a choice, now, dig",
I'll spend Friday collecting roots from under the surface,
and Saturday I make nooses and climb with my shovel above,
On Sunday I drive the shovel deep into the dirt and tie off my neck,
but every time I get down to the bottom of the rope and choke,
I end up back at Monday.