Observation

The mystery of surroundings

The similar sounds, but different tones

The dive with little to no reward

The consumption to ease the pain

To ease the bitterness that remains

The bitterness that hangs like water in caves

Caves so cold and dark

With the murk of cold wet dirt

But somewhere beyond the consumption, cold, dark, murk

Up and climbing through the bone chilling water source

And into the light

The climb may not happen tonight

But in due time

Due time and choice

Into the light I will climb