Black Abyss

The girl I see in the mirror ... has eyes the color of black ... and there is a pain hard to look at for it will break your heart and deep within dwells a forever melancholy, grief and sadness fathomless ~ the corridors of her memory are ink like her love is buried in the abyss and each day she puts on a mask of cheerful ~ and in dreams she walks a starless night seeking those memories beneath immersed deep down in the pitch black of her mind till she hears the song of a nightingale calling her ... ~ and obscure images float from far beneath cloudy and murky yet she reaches out to hold them to her heart ~ oh, these are her loved ones gone from this realm just names chiselled in slate down a long gloomy winding road a huge ebony raven is cawing an ugly sound she is frightened and ... wants to fly away ... into the ... 'black' yawning sky ~ she wakes in the shadowy dawn of a new day knowing she will dream of deep darkness each time she closes her eyes ... forevermore ... until she too is part of the abyss ~ ___________________ August 24, 2021 Poetry/Free Verse/Black Abyss Copyright Protected, ID 08-1384-111-24 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Premier contest, The Color Black sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke, Judged 08/29/2021 Third Place