There’s a hole

Trying to swallow you whole,

Getting bigger each night

That you lie awake

In the dark

Though you try to fight

With your fears

And your pain

And your tears.

There’s a hole, or a pit

That wants you to die,

That wants you to quit,

To give up, to sink 

Into that hole called

Depression.

But if you let yourself sink,

Into that hole

That’s been trying to take you

For ages,

You fail

And I fail;

We fail.

But grab hold of me

I’ll never let go.

You’re worth much to me:

I won’t let you fall.

When you’re weak,

I’ll be strong.

So take my hand

And climb out of the pit.