I have found myself 6 feet deep.
I hear the pattering of rain flow down my windowpane
My senses are amplified
“Drip, drop” “Tic, Tac, Tic, Tac”
I try to gather my thoughts, yet all I hear are mumbles, whispers, and sniffles.
Water drizzles down my cheek and I am unable to speak.  
Trying my best to be okay,
when my mind is floating away
Into the sky, I fly “up up and away”
As I break into tears my sanity is in disarray.
The Lord is calling on my spirit,
Yet, I can't get through this barricade
My burden is light yet my heart is heavy
Why won't the enemy let go of me?
My mind is a part of this made-up tragedy.
I am now 5 feet deep
5 feet under, my smile has been plundered
I can’t hear my father through this thunder
Through this storm,
every step I take, I get dragged down some more.
All hope is gone,
The shackles have bounded me and now I am on my Knees.
Is this the end for me?
4 Feet under,
I’ve started to wake up from my slumber
Thoughts on repeat, yet there’s one I keep
Why does the Lord keep saving me?
What does he want from me?
3 feet under,
Tick, tock, tick, tock
As the clock strikes 12, my heart begins to swell
It overflows with desolation, despair, and hope.
Belief, belief that death bounds me no more.
Trust, trust that the enemy can’t stop me.
But, am I ready to leave this safe zone,
Where it’s familiar?
For it’s all I’ve known.
2 feet deep
2 feet left, soon I will rest.
I am overjoyed yet doubt lingers in my soul.
Yet I know Elohim will help me for see my goal.
1 foot deep,
No feet left.
Jehovah Rapha I have made it!