The Cycle

After I have buried myself,

I claw at the soil, undoing

my handy work.

I dig myself out, just to

bury myself again.

This is the cycle.

I brush myself off,

water myself to grow.

Self care.

Until I am mad at myself again.

And it starts.

I begin digging the hole.

Crawling back in.

And filling it up.

I sit there until I forget.

I sit until I remember my worth.

I begin to claw at the soil

once more.

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