
The Abyss
The Abyss
so dark and cold
sucks my heart in
and almost has my soul.
The Abyss
traps me inside
and people pass by
without a word of hope.
Some push me in deeper
into the Abyss
and laugh as I cry
for peace and rest.
I almost gave up
to forever rot in the Abyss
when I heard voices
some yelled with a shout
others with a quiet whisper.
I could barely hear
in the Abyss
but I could hear
all of those I love
encouraging, shouting for me
to not give up
and my hand appears
out of the Abyss.
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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