I’ve dug myself a hole.

I’ve dug myself a hole,
Its called love.
Its dark unknowns are calling me,
And I willingly jump into the depth.

Every time I look into his eyes,
I shovel a little deeper.
Every time I hear his voice,
I throw more dirt over my shoulders.

My logic tells me
That I’m digging my own grave.
But my heart tells me
Heck. I don’t care.

Who knows,
Maybe this will be my resting ground.
Who knows,
I might plant a tree.

I’ve dug myself a hole.
I’ve jumped into it.
And now I can’t get out…
Of the hole I dug myself.

Wooooo!!! I haven’t written poems in a while. That felt good.. and so first draft. Urgh.



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