My Abyss …
Is not an endless hole,
But an endless hallway.
I do not fall,
But walk.
Walk and walk,
I do.
Endless doors,
Line these endless hallways.
Left, right, and repeat,
Is all that is happening.
It never seems,
I’m getting any closer…
To the end.
Everyone I know,
Walks right on pass.
Not even looking,
At me.
Calling out,
Hey over here…
Gets me nowhere.
Someday I hope,
I will finely come to the end…
Until then,
I will keep walking.
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My Abyss
PoetryThis is just how I think of my life right now...hope someday it will get better. until then I'll keep going.