Introvert

Standing on the edge of a black hole
prancing on the peripheral
proceeding into the darkness
Balancing, trying not to fall

Invisible breeze swaying these feet
in and out, in and out
tripping, trying not to fall

Into this black hole
that threatens to swallow me up in one gasp
Swathing me in the dark
snipping the veins of declaration

Once before, I had tumbled,
deep into the abysmal hole.
I never hit the bottom, but scraped the edges just enough to feel the pain.

Nails bracing,
toes breaking
struggling only to see those tiny hands
and that sliver of lightt

The light that beacons my exit
Shining so brightly
beautifully burning, beckoning my arrival
to the surface of a spartan well

But now I am here teetering
hoping not to fall again.
These soles are worn and tattered
from this never ending dance.

Screaming to be saved
"save me from this black hole"
Within myself, within myself. On the outs, I am
stumbling, trying not to fall.

Please, into this hole of my mind, I am trying not to fall.