Slipping Down to Darkness

I'm slipping down to darkness

As this pain eats my resolve.

I am digging in my heals,

Desperately clawing at the walls

Until my fingers bleed.

I'm screaming toward the surface,

Begging for someone to momentarily

Set their baggage aside

And lend me a free hand.

But no one has a hand to lend

And I am slipping further down.

Author's Note

Not my best poem, but true to my feelings at this time.

Reviews

[ShadowSinger]

A truly heartfelt poem! keep it up.

[GalaxyGhost]

Writing is the words we speak when we can't speak with tongues. So the words we write does it for us.

[H.L. Cerveise]

I like it, and that it speaks how you felt at the time is the point of writing a poem. Keep it up. Only typo I saw was I think you meant heels not heals.