burden.

i’m forced under again
to retrieve something of importance,
i’m sure
but not before struggling,
stifled,
gasping for air
forgetting
i’ve been sent to bring something to share
no,
too caught up in the struggle,
the deprivation

just before the terror
of choking to death
on my own fears,
my own words,
i remember
so i let go
and it is then i can find
i am open to receive

now when i plunge to the depths
i don’t stay quite as long
yet the fight is just as fierce
the forgetting just as intoxicating
i do not know what i’ve been sent to find
but i will share it all
and be found myself again

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