A Tiny Hell


It never lets you go.

It’s you

that’s been holding on

for so long,

so hard,

as if your life depends on it.

Maybe it does.

Because you’ve never known

any different.

Have you?

Tragedy has become

the currency

in which you traffic your misery.

Didn’t you know

that you could let go

and walk away?

All your pain relieved

and you could dream

a new possibility.

It’s easy to hide


the only place you know,

even when it is

just re-living trauma

over and over again.

What would you be

if you were not

a slave to your pain?

Broken by your shame?

A way still remains

out of this

tiny hell

that you’ve made for yourself.



DJR – 2020

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