I'm stuck in a hole and cannot shout
To ask for help to get me out
Out of this hole of deep despair
I feel no pressure while I'm stuck in there
I feel a peace when I am on my own
My thoughts belong to me alone
The walls surround me like a glove
The hole does not allow thoughts of hate or love
Trying not to think at all
In the darkness of this pitch-black wall
I think that in this hole I'll stay
Until all troubles fade away
There once was a lady named Terry
Who's favourite fruit was a cherry
Till one day she bit
Down hard on a pit
Screamed bloody murder, quite scary!
There once was a lady named Terry
Who's favourite fruit was a cherry
Till one day she bit
Down hard on a pit
Screamed bloody murder, this Terry!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Far beneath the sands of guilt
A new relationship is built
So sorry for the pain you feel
You'll never know my love is real
My heart I'd rip out of my chest
Thinking it would be for the best
So tiny and small they made me feel
Their hatred of me is so unreal
Never forgiven & never ok
Hating my feelings
For all that I say
My feelings, I don't
Know how to deal
Help me Please
My life is unreal
When
we have
had enough,
and can take no
more-
at
this point
stop digging-
invite Jesus
in.
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