Bottom Of The Pit

I hold on to the slippery wall
Clinging to it so I do not fall
The voices around ask me to let go
And I am tempted not to say no

I know it would be easier though
To listen to the voices, my endearing foes
When I fall they will comfort me
Just how bad could possibly it be?
If they took away
All my sadness and pain
And erased today
All my worries and shame
I would never be lonely again

Yet when my journey comes to an abrupt end
And my fall performs its morbid finale
The voices would leave me
Broken and bloody
To fend for my wrecked self
At the bottom of the pit itself.

I look down into the black pit
If I give up now I will certainly die
Yet the darkness coaxes me
And urges me to comply.
Then I behold the light that keeps calling
The pinprick of hope that keeps me from falling.
As long as it stays with me
I will escape this pit
But not before I conquer the voices,
The evils that deny me my exit