when it feels as though
a moment more of thought
will tip you over an edge
and into a deep, dark well,
at the bottom of which
you will crash and fall apart,
kneeling in the rubble
of your mind and heart
as the walls cave in
above your head in the dark,
who do you think of -
who do you turn to -
who helps you to your feet -
when you can't get out?