My soul has become quicksand, a dark abyss
Cruel, cold hatred has enveloped me
Light cannot penetrate it
No one can penetrate it

My soul has become a wall again
The wall before I let You in my life
A wall marked with fear, hatred, anger bitterness
at my life, my family and my world

A wall that has taken a beating, as have I
Marked with drugs, depression, alcoholism
divorce, abuse, confusion and lonliness

Off in the distance a cliff rises over the water
The bottom is enticing, feels warm and inviting
Do I go or should I stay?
Do I even have a reason to?

You tell me.....