Death in a hole

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.

The hole is to deep I can't climb out.
"Please don't let this be my fate" I said hopping about.
Soil beneath my nails, blood on my brow.
I want to get out and NOW!

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.

The sun looks at me with anger.
The damage I received is major.
My heart has been ate away by the bugs.
But, yet I live, then I feel a tug.

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.

The tug I feel is hope.
"Save me"
She said "NOPE"
The image is faint, hope is almost lost.
She told she could help but it would cost.

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.

I will not sell myself to you, I'll keep my pride.
"I don't want much just your time" she replied.
I laid against the wall of dirt.
My hair was smooth now madded.
My skin soft now padded.
It's padded with filth and sorrow.
She gave me a chance to answer.
She'll come back tomorrow.

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.

I sat on the dirt arms at my side.
My body numb I then began to cry.
I wept, I wept so dear.
My eye twitched from the pain and fear.
With every tear I felt like I lost apart of me.
Am I going mad my vision blurry I could hardly see.

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.

My mind all jumbled I can't concentrate.
Is this hole, is this hole my fate.
I have to give an answer in a couple of hours.
What did she mean by time?
There's a puddle in front of me I've crying for hours.
My breath is short my sight almost gone.
My eye began to move like a ping pong.

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.

The sun has returned along with hope.
My body skinny, The pain I feel I can not cope.
"What is your answer, time is the cost" she said
I sat there lifeless, then she noticed I was dead.

I've dug myself a hole looking for gold,
only to make a mistake and fail.


( If you prolong getting help, when you want it it would be to late.)
hope is your friend, time is the price you must sell to pass to the next level. Some do want to let time go but sometimes you have to and it's good if you do.