My gradual descent into a life I never meant

by klipomaniaco

Well, I've never been good at lying or holding back secrets I should keep to myself. I always say too much so I'll confess that I never did like basement stairs even though I shouldn't. I hate how you could never see what you were getting yourself into until it's too late, until your body has already been lowered slowly into the ground and the earth has been slung on top of you as resolute as a solemn basement door slamming shut. And I never did like the shadowed space behind open doors, how you could enter a new life and meet something at the threshold that jolts you right back into your old one, how something could jump out from the darkness with a surprise and make you not want to move forward. I'm sorry I'm hard to live with, living is the problem for me.