Tell me how...
The rock bottom that once held
Gave away to a yawning quicksand
Hungry for the empty shell!
How then can it resist yet, tell me how?
From where’s the hope springing up
Through the empty shell
Is that you ego, in the guise of hope?
Why don’t you let me just sink
If that’s not how you work, tell me how?
When the rock bottom is too high to reach
Of what use is the hope
On the lookout for a hand to reach me
How do I reach for the hand, tell me how?
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