Letting life kill my spark.

For all too long I have walked through life with a smile hiding a deep hole.  This hole has swallowed up everything that is good.  Swallowed my heart,  my light,  and everything that makes me feel somewhat better.  I hope that it can be stitched together permanently.  That it begins to heal itself.  Pardon me for being so used to the alternative. Being so sensitive and watching as life passes me by.  No remorse,  no extenuating circumstances.  Nothing to do,  but accept the inevitable. 

So I have watched as my inner light flickers and dims. Scary and sad as it is.