Sinking, sinking into despair.
Falling deeper, beyond repair.
Or so you think.

You cannot see a source of hope.
You contemplate a gun or rope.
And have a drink.

Why so little thought of love?
Why not seek help from up above?
You must know not all is lost.

Yet through your pain you cannot see
That you are pure divinity –
Not rubbish to be tossed.

All despair lies in the mind.
It’s thought that you and pain do bind
But thoughts can change.

In an instant you can be free.
Help lies within you, can’t you see?
When your beliefs you rearrange.

Sink no further if you dare.
Go inside and focus there.
Do not waste another hour.

Call upon your Higher Self.
Place your fears upon the shelf
And discover your true power.