The Bottom of the Black Abyss

He stands at a cliff
Alone, surrounded by darkness
Staring over the edge
Searching for what lies at the bottom of the black abyss.

The wind tears at his clothes
Screams in his ears,
Crying, "Away! Away!"
"Away from what lies at the bottom of the black abyss."

He wants to move
But still he stands gazing.
Hoping, praying
That he will find solace,
Comfort in what lies at the bottom of the black abyss.

Over the edge he plunges,
Hearing his own mournful scream.
Unable to see it, only knowing
He is nearing what lies at the bottom of the black abyss.

Many years later,
He still is falling, dropping.
Always fearful,
That he will reach the bottom.
Always fearful,
That he never will.
Always fearful,
That he will never know what lies at the bottom of the black abyss.
 

Author Notes: I don't really write poetry...

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