Rabbit holes – The dark places we find ourselves…

Plumbing my own despair
Finding places where I barely need to breath let alone care…

A common milady, I’m thinking. Really like this one, Pete.

Pete Scribes

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Rabbit Holes

Sometimes I find myself
Falling through the cracks
Plunging down those old familiar rabbit holes
Plumbing my own despair
Finding places where I barely need to breath let alone care

Sometimes when I am lost in the dark
The echo of your voice
It still finds me there
And your sweet memory draws me home
My love unknown

© 2015 Peter Anstiss

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