The Bottom of The Pit

My eyes are slightly open. I feel the ground beneath me. It’s cold and dark, more than I remember. I’ve been here before, but it’s worse than I remember. I can sort of make out the light above. I’m trying so hard to get a feel of it. Some warmth on my body to mask the coldness. I move around trying to get the right spot but it’s impossible. I try to climb up, I almost make it but as I reach the top, I slide back down. It’s so hard. I can’t get out. I finally give up and accept it. “Maybe i’ll get used to the cold, it can be nice.” I tell myself. “Who needs light anyway.”

I settle down and stare up to the light, forgetting the reasons why I even wanted it inn the first place.

I stay there until I convince myself it’s fine, at the bottom of the pit.