He is drowning,
drowning down a well I cannot reach.
He is drowning,
I call to him, "Come back, come back my love!".
He is drowning,
does he not hear my cries, my despair?
He is drowning,
I see the darkness engulf him, carry him away.
He is drowning,
he is cloaked in the comfort of emptiness.
He is drowning,
I cannot save him for he is one with the dark now.
He is drowning,
I succumb to the darkness with him....
My son is battling depression....I would say more but only tears come now...