Bottomless Pit

You talk to yourself,
And answer you back,
And look for the answers,
Where fiction is fact,
You stand on the bottom,
Of a bottomless pit,
Where what's underfoot,
Is all that you get,
So you look straight up,
At the pin prick of light,
That's so far away,
It's just out of sight,
As you wallow in darkness,
Searching for light,
Wishing for day,
Knowing, just night,
So climb from the pit,
Grab on to your sides,
Pull yourself up,
There's nothing to hide,
Climb from the pit,
And fill it back in,
Then bury the shovel,
If you want to win,
Bottomless pit,
Bottomless pit,
Once you've been there,
You'll never forget.