It was me. Me stuck in the dark futures,
The dark excuses of the world. I was the one
Stuck. I tried to pull myself out, the hole.
It just got deeper and deeper, the more I dug
The farther i was away from my family.
Why me, why do i have to live with the sorrows,
of the world?

It felt as if I was in a dream, trying to scratch my way
Out. Yelling for help. No answer.
Everytime I yelled, I felt the world shift, then the hole
Just got deeper. It felt like I was yelling at nothing.
I looked up, my family, friends they were at the
Top of the hole. Yelling down to me, but i couldn’t
Hear anything.

The raspiness of my voice, getting horse from all
The yelling. I was going through depression,
The thoughts of me leaving the world. They were tearing
At me. STOP! I yelled so many times. They just kept
Eating away, until one day, I stood there in silence
Not knowing what was happening in my own head.
My brain went blank, no more crying, No more nothing.
Alone, sadness, regret, all those things, gone.

A gateway opened down in that hole, it was bright
I felt things again. They weren’t the normal things
Though. I felt happiness, awake, no more tears,
I was home. I didn’t know where I was, I just felt it
I was home. I realized my family weren’t in this
“Home”. I finally realized, this is where I’ll be,
This is where I’ll rest. No more sorrow, regret,
Sadness, the thoughts, of suicide, they never came
Back. Just me in this home of a thousand homes.
Waiting for one day when my family comes,
To the dinner table.