The Hole

Clawing at the walls
Trying to get out
Equiped only with my voice
I scream and shout
But nothing..
Just the echo of my voice
Bellowing back at me..

A mountain of dirt
Falls to the ground
A mountain more wedged deep under my fingernails,
A deep blood red trickles down and across my hands like a glove,
There's nothing around me,
Below or above
Just darkness..

Alone with my thoughts
The scariest thing I could be alone with..
But just as I fear the worse
A glimmer of hope
A release from this curse
But only for a moment..
The light fades
And darkness again reigns...

Constantly searching for a guide
To show me a path
Take me up to the light
And out of this darkness
I've become so accustomed to.