I think you may be depressed...

I am in a black hole

With no hope to repose my soul

The sides are gravellous and steep

The dark runs swift and deep

I am drowning in a damp black hole

The dank dark moisture has taken its toll

My throat is gravellous and deep

The hole is ravenous and steep

I am buried alive in a deep black hole

The soil is murky dirty and cold

It runs along my face and back

It covers my eyes my world is black

I am dying in a dark black hole

With no cross to help repose my soul

The rancid earth pushes down on my face

Into each crevice and space

Redemption verse

A shovel breaks the sodden soil

Driven by boot with vim and guile

Daylight breaks through muck and dirt

Grasping hand leads me back to Earth