Trapped

The more I want,
the more I fall
deeper into
this hole that I’ve dug.
I didn’t notice at first,
it was so easy to ignore.
But now I’m trapped
in a pit of my making.
You’d think I’d stop wanting
and try to get myself out.
Instead,
I keep looking,
and wanting,
and falling further down.

Prompt: Trapped

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