Whisper of the Abyss
The night’s veil falls, heavy and near,
A suffocating silence, sharp and clear.
Shadows coil where hope once dwelled,
A heart now whispers what can’t be spelled.
The weight of the world, unrelenting, cruel,
Turns a vibrant soul into despair’s tool.
Each breath feels stolen, each step unsure,
The ache within seems beyond any cure.
But as the void whispers its cold allure,
A fragile light flickers—small, yet pure.
A thread of love, a voice from afar,
A reminder of scars that form who we are.
To those who sink in the darkened tide,
Know the abyss cannot forever hide.
Reach for the voices, the hands that care,
For even in shadow, love lingers there.
Copyright © Dave Harding | Year Posted 2024
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