My Pit Of Sorrows

I feel like I am falling down,
down, down into a dark cold
scary endless pit that shows
me all of my sorrows.

I'll keep falling just waiting
for someone to reach their
hand in and pull me out.

Many hands have attempted
to pull me out but none have
succeeded. They all just gave
up saying it was too much.

So I will just keep falling,
seeing all my sorrows flash
before my eyes. I just start bawling
because I realized these are
what people are afraid of.

They are afraid that once they
start puling me out, they might get
strangled with all my sorrows and
pulled into this pit with me.

They are afraid my sorrows
will suffocate them so there will
be no tomorrow.

They are afraid,
afraid to die in
my pit,

My pit of sorrows.