Hole

Everyone digs holes sometimes

This hole’s so deep

And narrow

I wonder

How you stay alive

It looks

Like there’s no air

Down there

 

Yet you keep digging

Deeper and deeper

I feel one day

I’ll go to look

For you in the hole

And won’t see you

 

I wish you’d come up

Get some air

See the sun

Feel its warmth again

Or at least

Stop digging

Digging deeper

 

You don’t have

To dig deeper

Dig the walls

Make some steps

Or even a ladder

Tall enough

To reach my hand

 

While you’ve dug

I’ve watched you fade

I’ve yelled to you

Told you I’m here

I’ll help

We can figure this out

 

I heard you yell back

But couldn’t

Make out the words

I saw you

Start to get bigger

I saw the hole

Get wider

 

I can see your face again

I can hear your words

Hear you say

You’re sorry

Please keep coming

You’re so close now

 

I can almost reach you

You’re almost made it

Doesn’t the sun feel nice

Isn’t it warm

 

You’re almost there

Don’t stop now

Take my hand

I’ll pull you out

I have faith in you

You can make it

Out of this hole

This hole you’ve dug

 

Author's Note

This is my first real try at writing not based on my feelings or life. Everyone digs "holes" in their life. To anyone who has been there and helped those people to get out of the hole.

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

great stuff.....I am going to take this in and let it influence my next write....Very good

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. stunning poetry ... you give so much to the reader through these words ... this is compassion and empathy at its poetic best ... excellent work ...

[rivers]

Yes we do, "everyone digs holes sometimes"

Nicely done..."very real world compassion" The author states this is not present moment based feelings. The metaphor is very real for many... Everyday life for the many who suffer from, Bipolar II
It is true some days we are the digger and others we reach out a helping hand. It is an important perspective that is captured here well...Reach out when you can and pay it forward because you never know when you may be the one looking up out of that rabbit hole.

Sunset Girl, this poem would have finished in the top 3 of a contest I just finished up Monday...Good compassionate creative expression...

[Harmonica winds]

Really deep & emotional writing, i can relate a bit to it.
Sad but well written.