Maybe if I keep digging this hole
I’ll reach the other side
That’d surely be faster and easier
Than trying to climb back out
I’ve been shoveling too long to stop now
And yes I can hear you all up there
Pointing and laughing and piling on
I hope it brings you some satisfaction
To bear witness to my self-destruction
At least then I’ll have done some good
As I race toward rock bottom
And keep finding more layers to dig through
