Repeating of negative thoughts and phrases can cause one to feel stuck.
As if there is no way out.
The hole is here.
We don't want to look out.
Or step out.
It is an uncomfortable safety from change.
From an effort.
If joy still exists how is it possible to pull the dark so neatly over it?
How effective we are in masking our work.
We could swear there is no way to see a spark.
And...yet...they are all around.
If one is noticed it may attach to another and another and another.
And then...there is light.
We see. We can get out.