Allegory of Hell Week (Here’s to Sleepless Nights!)

I stare out into the deep, dark abyss.

I don’t know what’s out there, but I jump in anyway.

As I fall, I there are times when I’m able to grab onto a sturdy branch or trunk.

Sometimes they break, sometimes they don’t.

Other times, I’m too far away to grab ahold of them but they end up scraping against me.

Seconds feel like hours while I’m falling.

When I look up, I can’t see the sky anymore.

When I look down, I still can’t see where I’m going.

I could only hope, pray and believe that somehow I’ll be okay.


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