Why The Abyss Stares Back
Time passes, fear grows
All eventualities
Seep in like poison.
A façade of peace,
An underbelly of pain.
Two halves of one world.
Cracks begin to show.
Forked tails in elegant clothes
Eyes open to more.
Wide smiles show fanged teeth –
Hunched over those that still pray
Is your God alive?
Lands over the sea
We used to think they stood tall.
Now, all is falling.
I’m a Nihilist
For who could look at the world
And still have any hope.
Copyright © Anna Wakefield | Year Posted 2024
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