People get stuck in their grief 

Muddled with pain and disbelief 

Clouded vision 

Caused by a broken heart 

Never wanting to be back at the start 

People get stuck in quicksands of cloaked hurt 

Sinking deeper into the dirt 

Some cry out, but no one hears 

Losing stamina to face the fears 

People get stuck in self-blame 

Only multiplying the pain 

Until it hurts so bad 

That suicide seems like a fun fad 

People get caught in the rain 

Watching never-ending water drip down the window pane 

Not even knowing their own lane 

A lane that can become a life-saving path 

A road that rescues you from your own wrath 

People get stuck in the blame, in the pain, in the rain 

Their heartbeat growing too tame 

People get stuck in the houses of mental anguish 

Lost in a labyrinth of despair 

Have you ever been there? 

People can always escape when they get stuck

Anyone has the power to RISE above the muck 

Perhaps this won’t happen overnight 

But god, is it worth the fight 

You will look back and say to yourself, thank God I survived my darkest night