Digging Poem by Michelle Dominique Augustyn

I keep digging this never-ending hole
It's darkness creeps into my soul
Now I am a furnace burning coal
Not anymore playing my beautiful role

A princess I guess is what I was to call
Before you I was quickly growing small
Each bit of me was coming to fall
Everyone was in it, one for all

You filled the hole with every smile
I barely cried at night, for a while
We were torn apart by a couple of miles
Then reunited in the locker isle

I made the stupidest mistake
You probably wish I was an outtake
In this movie we call life, is fake
Well it's mostly me who made this ache

So here I stay digging this hole
Trying to find safety like a mole
My eyes are darkened with charcoal
I find that's blackened my subtle role


May 29th,2010