The blackness surrounds you,
the deep hole your loneliness digs for you.
I stand above and watch, unable to break through
the bubble that engulfs you.
I try to help, to force my way in,
so you'll be able to breathe once again
the fresh air of love.

But you stand and stare glassy eyed,
like a worn-out rag doll, as I fight for you.
I fight the evils of your life,
your anger and your sadness,
but I can't get through.

I scream for you to try harder,
to rid yourself from this awful fate.
I don't understand what your mind says
as you fall deeper and deeper inside yourself.
I can feel your insecurities,
your fear, and your loneliness.
I beg to help, to fight for you,
but you just stand and stare.

Defeated, I sit and wait, for you to come back
from that dreaded place inside your mind.
I weep when you fall,
your burdens too heavy to bear.
All the while you silently stare,
your own desperate cry for love.