Going DownA Poem by Glenn
Falling,
Falling, Down into the deep. Sinking, Sinking, Sinking to sleep Trying, Trying, Trying to not weep, But it happens anyways. Faster, Faster, Faster I go. Feeling the darkness creep. It is not a gradual fall. The descent is quite steep, and the light is but a dim glow. "Help, Help, Help" I think. Calling out to anyone. Quicker and quicker over the brink, losing sight of the sun. Out of reach of hope. Further, Further, And further down Over the edge I went. Colors fade, and sounds drown, And no help was sent, As I fall further into the abyss From which I can't escape. Darker, Darker, And darker still, The light is all but gone. Colder and colder becomes the chill. The abyss has almost won. Help will never come. As I reach the bottom, the chill has left. All my thoughts have been bereft. I see the light once more... But it seems different from before, and it beckons me over to its side.
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