The Hole

Below the earth is where I lay
Below the people around me.

The hole I have dug for myself is my comfort
Yet the darkness has begun to frighten me.

I accomplish my tasks that come with the day
And retreat to my hole in the ground.

Today I haven't been able to climb up from this hole.
The top is too far away.

What is the use in trying, if I can no longer see the light.
Now there is nowhere to go but down.

The darkness has taken over,
Wrapping me in its carressing fingers.

I cannot stay here I must get away,
The darkness has trapped me but I still must climb.

The light is closer but still out of reach,
Until the hand reached out and took my own.

The hand lifted me out of the darkness.
And brought me back to life.

I don't know why I loved the darkness
But I know I need some help with filling this
Hole.