Further down.

I am falling....still.
Losing fingernails trying to stop my descent.
The walls crumble in my grasp as I momentarily forget that I am supposed to be holding on, climbing, struggling, and tumble downward once more. Again.
Any progress lost. Start again again and hope and hope and hope that no one notices
or worse yet are pulled down, down, down with me.
The circle of light above me grows smaller and smaller.