The Way

When alone

There is this darkness

I seem to find

Hidden somewhere deep within

That forces me to turn

Against myself.

I try not to scream

Or laugh

Or even think

That the cause of all my suffering

Is of my own accord.

The effect is a feeling too reluctant

To see eye to eye

To dig a little deeper

To meet halfway where

The pain can sit secretly in

Between our stubborn silence.

Although we may glance

In each other’s direction

We quickly turn away

From whatever which we are too afraid to find...

That happiness is nothing

But an uphill hike,

With no peak,

In which to reach—-& found

Only if the first step

Is made together!!!