The Pit

I am home….back in the pit. It has called me and I have surrendered. It is familiar and welcoming and it cares whether I am here or not. It has promised to listen to my sadness and understand. It justifies my feelings. It confirms my thoughts. I didn’t dive in, just got to the edge and slipped on in. There’s no one here to stop me and no one who cares to grab my hand before I go down. And my money is on the truth that no one will come looking for me.