SMOOTHING THE RIDE

Sometimes I dig a hole so deep, I cover myself in dirt.
The only dirt within the hole that I dig is the dirt I dug myself.
I bury myself beneath the silt of earth and mold and grass.
Buried myself, I can't get out, I guess I've kicked my own ass.

Wiggle around like a worm in the mud; it's such a rainy day.
I scream and shout and wiggle about, but nobody hears what I say.
Looking around, I'm beneath the ground of the stuff that makes the earth.
While way down there, there's a lack of air, I choke on my own self worth.

I taste the grit between my teeth, I feel so freakin’ low.
The more I dig the more I go down, like I'm caught in an undertow.
Swimming around with my face in the ground, will I ever see the light.
I push through the soil of my life in toil, someday I'll make it alright.

I'm way down now, I don't know how, I ever made it this far.
Through the smick and the smut and stuck in the rut, of a never healing scar.
Don't be mistaken, my heart isn't breaking from the words and things I've done.
I'll never give in, I'll say it again, I'm here til the race is won.

I chip the rock and stone away from the path I've lead in the earth.
It's long and wide, what a wild ride, I've dug it since my birth.
I won't go down beneath the ground if I can ever help it again.
With god on my side, we can smooth the ride, I'll love you forever, Amen

By Brian V. Birbiglia