Dig Exhausted by every waking thought New depths are reached And though the risk to life As all around closes in Tired beyond belief
From a mind on the edge so fraught
Desperate hands dig into the ground
In search for a haven from ones own mind
And the earth starts to surround
The air grows thinner
Deeper and deeper
Its hard to think of tomorrow
When today is so unbearable
Just desperate to dig to find relief
You believe you cannot win
All that hurt before joins in
As new depths of pain are reached
You cannot help but turn to see
Either dig deeper
Where the end is clearer
Or climb back
Where a tiny speckle of hope glimmers
Christopher Wellbelove
17 September 2007
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