The Abyss

Sinking into the depths of myself.

Dark water...that's all I

see. Why am I here? How did

I get here? These questions

cloud my mind. I dive

further, not knowing my

purpose.

 

I remember faintly the

betrayal of loyal friends.

Whatever did I do to

hurt them? This nagging

question bites at my mind,

for it has no answer.

 

The water is cold against

my bare skin. I feel

myself shivering madly.

I sputter and cough as

I breathe in water. It

floods my throat. I choke,

desperate for air. It enters

my lungs. I feel my

motionless body slow.

 

I drift further down into

this inky abyss. I feel

myself die, drowning in this

cold, wet world. It feels

like ice.

 

I find my vision fading

as my breathing is labored.

It stops...the darkness

takes over ...finally...

Author's Note

When I was young, I felt out of place. Who doesn't? But, for me, it was a particularly trying experience. I went to a private school, where I knew the same kids from first grade until eighth. None of them were like me, nor did they share my interests. I was so unbearably lonely until I reached public high school. Then, my past faded behind me like a blur.

This was written in that time of loneliness, as is most of my darker work. I hope you can appreciate the fruit of my sorrow.