I am in the depths of who knows where. It is dark, it is cold, it is despair. I am face up in the pool gasping for air. I see no stars, I see no moon There's just the fear that I may go under soon The void which is darker than the walls, tempts me to give into its calls. I hear them echoing in my soul, then my burdens take their toll. I reach out in the cold air, for a helping hand that isn't there. Then I go under, to the darkness of my eternal slumber.
A metaphor for the many things in our lives which seem to assail us without end.