Spiraling down a hole.
No place to go.
Abusing and misusing is what I was to do.
Where were those who I called “friend.”
Where are those who said, “I’ll give you a hand.”
I could not climb back up the hole.
Even if I wanted to.
I cried and no one heard.
Turning into an addict is what I became.
Please help me dear God I do not want to die…
Hold my hand.
Hold my heart.
Wash away my tears… I don’t want to cry another night.
Is living worth it?
The hole gets wider and I get smaller.
How do I get up?
What do I do?
No child... need to be hungry.
Don't worry be happy , that God is always there to help you out of that hole.
Wow it's been ages