Rock bottom down I’m at.

Please rescue me, where you at?

I’m at where you all most are at.

Draining down the ditch, saved can I be? NOT.

Compressed until to the disperse of my life.

Wondering how capable am I to even fetch my life.

Down the drain, feeling frail

Filled with pain

Tears deplete, joy becomes obsolete

Blinded by darkness, weaknesses fully exposed.

Full of shame, mind defamed and thoughts decomposed

Eyes obscured as I forgot that I am with God.

As I pause, I gasp air pleading for remorse.

I became a recluse and made it an excuse.

Filled with fear, loud is my alarm for recourse

As I’m terrified, there’s God in my rescue, light shines and darkness withdraws.

Out of the drain I’m Out!