Abyss
Standing at the edge of the cliff
The world has dropped away
I’m left on this precipice
As the ground doth decay
Falling, the air fast rushes by
Whistling in my ears like steam
I’m falling so fast, no time to cry
As this air steals my scream
Knots turning round in my belly
Sickening me to my inner core
I feel bile rising into my mouth
I don’t want this feeling anymore
Into the cavernous black I drop
Beyond all hope of the light
Freefalling into the icy cold
I slowly fading from all sight
I wonder what sound I will make
As I slam into unyielding floor
How quickly will my life it take?
AS my blood spills is life’s gore
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