I made it through a wave of despair.
It came after days of fear based thoughts
Invading
I was in the middle of a bee hive
Being stung day in and day out
Despair showed up just when lines of ending it all
Showed their faces into mine
Despair said “Bottom. Go to the bottom. Now. I invite you there.”
So I went.
I got the pain out, saw it, sensed it
And just when I thought it was over
I heard despair “I will see you next time.
We are not done. The bottom is further down.”