A Little More Me Poem by Pasomi Mucha

A̲ L̲i̲t̲t̲l̲e̲ M̲o̲r̲e̲ M̲e̲ 🫂

Something cracked in me.

I melted, and I flowed,
Into that crack in me.

In that crack in me,
Was a darker than dark darkness,
And I got lost,
In an endless dystopian cloud.

In that crack in me,
Was a colder than cold coldness,
And I froze
I was an undulating unfeeling, unmoved ocean of ice shards,

In that crack in me,
Was a constant, unending exhaustion,
Each morning, each day, was one more burden,
Each responsibility, a Sisyphean task.

In that crack in me,
Was helpless hopelessness, brokenness,
I disappeared,
I was unworthy, absent from my self.

It's been a while... but, slowly,
I'm now, somewhat, found,
With each new day, there's
a little light, some warmth,
a little strength, some hope,
a little solidity, some peace,
a little more me...
I am coming back to myself.