Shovel
Losing their guts, they fall abrupt
inside the hole they're digging up.
They're in too deep, falling asleep.
They hang on hope in a fraying rope.
The light they carried now is buried.
Depression's a shovel, makes them empty.
Boy on his own sees himself as unfit,
but together they find all is worth it.
For as long as their hearts don't stop
they guess they fill each other up.