I sit here, out my window and peak....
Tears fill my eyes cause my heart is weak....
I long for a hug, or a kiss on the cheek,....
I find myself digging out of this hole....
But it seems so deep. That I stop to take a breath....
Only enough to weep....
Then I pick myself up and wipe the tears from my cheeks....
I find myself happy and unrepressed....
Maybe once or twice a week....
Feels like rocks and dirt gave out, so a lil falls back in the hole I sink....
Think of not holding on, but of letting go....
Sinking into the deep....
I start back on my up an up....
That my heart and mind wont’ let me give “up”....
Life is full of troubles and heartache and loss....
That some people say that’s what makes us “us”....
That’s why we are mad, and sad, and we know its wrong but sometimes we “cuss”....
Then we find ourselves climbing out of the hole inch by inch....
We will break down and sink a bit, ....
Find ourselves frustrated and questioned,....
But its OK, we’ll find ourselves out of here....
In a lil bit, we will get out of this pit....
Cause there is light at the end of the tunnel....
This pit of depression we will pummel....
Will reach the top and end this heartache....
Cause this tunnel we all get caught....
Will go through swings of mad, sad, happy, broke down and glad....
But God is there with his hand to help you out and back on top.....