Falling

I think I am falling,

Down a dark hole;

No obvious stumble,

Yet here I go.


No spark of interest,

No energy to spare,

No urge to engage,

Or even to share.


Just snap out of it now –

I know they will say;

Were it that easy,

To get up and play.


But hard to do,

When lost in the clouds;

Look at those others,

So happy and proud.


I know I am falling,

Down a dark hole;

I’ll fight my way out,

A bruised but brave soul.