Tendrils. in Magma

Reaching, digging in to pull myself up only to look skyward and find myself drawing deeper into this hole.

Keep getting bound by thoughts I try to avoid. My group meetings teach me it's a thought process I can't avoid forever and that fighting it is all I have.

Hyper-vigilance, strength, fortitude. Must keep it up.

The door is shut but sometimes I still peek in the window, can't help think of her.

One of my friends, she told me it's something I shouldn't ever bury, can't doubt feelings that exist in me.