it happens with little awareness
and by no choice of your own
you slide down into darkness
an underworld of all the pain
you’ve held at bay

arriving disoriented
though you’ve been here
many times before
you stumble and trip
unable to get your bearings

every part of you wants to run
you make every attempt at escape
but the only thing to do
is sit still
let the eyes and heart
adjust to the darkness

though you can’t force trust
know you won’t be here for long
and know too,
this won’t be your last visit

this is a time of truth telling
when the fog thickens
and the veil thins
dissolving into and beyond
the underworld of being