Monday 23 April 2018

abyss gazing at her...



Never to be found again
It was as if she was never there
All that she thought was hers, she has forsaken, hurt beyond a care
The abyss that she thought was her nemesis watches upon her silently
Promising an end to the chaos she is drowning in, a tempting offer to escape the misery
And this time she wants to take that leap, relinquishing her fear
To put an end to this game, for she doesn't want to hold anything dear
Maybe the abyss would understand, would comfort her instead
Life never did so, no matter how much she begged
What's the point of going on? What's the point of trying to stay sane?
When there's no one beside her, but the perpetual reminder of boundless pain
Her smiles are etched with sadness, her laughs have turned hollow
Anyone who cares to take a closer look, would perhaps see an embodiment of sorrow
Whom should she blame? For a tornado came in the guise of spring
Broke her spirit into a million pieces, a fate she could not have foreseen
And now with vacant eyes and a withered form, she sits atop the debris of what is left of her days
Wondering if she should embrace or fight what the abyss seductively says
"Let me wreck you until there is nothing left of you dear girl
Let me swallow you whole, and I promise, you would never need to unfurl
I will make you numb to all that tortures you, and vanquish your earthly desires
I will build you anew and grant you freedom from this life akin to hellfire"
Would she fall? Or would she survive? Is the question that remains
Perhaps she should just abandon life how it abandoned her at every turn, for isn't that road the most humane?

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