Love Poem: The Pit
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Written by: Brontë Morris

The Pit

This pit
Is getting deeper every day
There's no way out
I can't get out

This blackness of sadness
Covers me over
Thick like wool
Slick like oil

It slides like a heavy tide
Down my throat
Suffocating my mind
My heart
My soul

This pit 
Is getting darker ever day
I can't see anymore
I'll never see again

These roots 
Are pulling me deeper every day
Ripping away at my chest
Tear and shred
They never rest

This pit
Is getting deeper
Darker
Every day
There must be a way out
I'll find the way out