Abyss
That place where we dare not go.
Fear prevents us from knowing.
We look into the darkness, the depth
of a never ending place where unseen things lurk.
Strange shapes and forms of things we can't see.
Yet, we know they are there waiting.
Waiting to swallow us up and devour our flesh.
To tear us apart little by little, until there is nothing left.
The abyss, the mind,
and it's imagination.
Copyright © James Chenevert | Year Posted 2012
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