The Abyss

I walked unhindered as if in a dream from which I could not awake, I knew not of any sights or sounds nor the wind that tore at me- threatening to throw into the watery depths below, In my trance like state fear was not a word I knew- for my despair had spellbound me and I cried out in anguish and pain, As if a nightmare tortured me. Soon the cliff edge drew near and watchers feared that I would continue- into the inky sea below, but, at its edge I raised my face to the heavens, accusing and cursing, screaming and shaking angry fists into the prevailing wind. After some moments had passed my anger abated and calmer I feel to my knees to sob, so distressed my soul broken, I cared not for my composure and waited under a full moon for my sobriety to return, A sense of calm washed over me and I stood with wind and rain as if they washed away my torment, onlookers began to approach me but I raised my arms in rejection, my heart was broken and my soul destroyed, grief was my friend and I welcomed it, I walked forward as if an invisible hand led me and fell gladly into the abyss.