Drowning
The abyss is gazing back at you
someone wiser would remember not to LOOK.
Night grabs the breath from her lungs
filming them with frost
the skin takes a blue like tint
the last of the breath
entangles across her lips.
Spider web frost.
It grabs onto the night, and creates a mist.
Our eyes meet, red wild eyes laughing, sneering, knowing.
Watch me, watch it, freezing time in this moment of never.
She wanders the wasteland of heartbreak
where she has been left.
left her here
to breath in
the grays and the blues
upon the teeter totter.
Straight into madness.
You can hear the laughter can't you? Yes, you can.
No, you are not crazy, no not yet my sweet.
But soon you will be ours,
you will belong to us.
The abyss watched me, I watched it, in the never ending depth
echoed the sounds of our madness.
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