The pit of despair

Crowds of strangers known as friends.
A big bad game we all play with no rules or trends.

Stick your hand down my throat
and pull out the black lump of poison
clogging up my moods.

Wander around...
aimlessly,
cross off a method
climb up and kick yourself down
time and time and time agian.

wise voice says it will change,
momentarily ot will.
Ignore the volcanoe until it errupts

just be careful not to fall down the hole,
for then you may never get out
but just lie down and sleep.