You've dug a hole for yourself in life.
Nothing but pain and sorrow within
blanketed with heartache
smothered in frustration
your pillow is regret
your bed is made of complaints.
This is what you've selected
as your resting place.
Its where you choose to live.
I've known so many who were there.
Been there myself in the past.
I'm amazed at how simple a solution was.
It didn't take much to glance up
to see hands reaching down
We had the choice to grab those hands
to try our best to pull them down into this hole
to share our misery and blame
to allow them to feel the pain and hopelessness
to block out the sun for us all.
But we chose instead to reach out and allow
them to pull us into the sunlight.
To see over the edge of that emptiness
and realize there was hope
and happiness, joy and love.
Yes, someone always has it better,
but someone always has it worse too.
Know that I care and reach out my hand to help you up
but know also,
if your choice is to stay in your self made hell hole
I will not allow you to drag me down
and I pity anyone else you pull into your trap.
I cherish this life you ignore and toss aside.
I see the blessings.
I feel the love.
No life isn't fair, but until my dieing breath
I will try my best to help others out
and keep myself out of that pity hole.
Here, take my hand...