The Abyss
I sunk. I sunk into a dark abyss. No hope. No light. Nothing good in sight. So I simply shrugged my shoulders, exhaled and allowed myself to be drawn into this darkness. Making no effort to pull myself out. Making no effort to seek light. Making no effort to crawl out . I simply sat. I sat and never wanted to leave. The darkness provided comfort. It was the kind of solace my aching heart sought after. But it was also the kind of solace that could consume you. Leave you wanting... But still I continued to sink. I continued sinking into this abyss. I somehow enjoyed the dark, vacant atmosphere provided by this chasm. And I did not want to leave. I could not leave. At some point, the comfort enveloped me and the warmth became too much. It was no longer a feeling that was welcome. It smothered me. It choked me. I found myself gasping for air. Clenching onto dear life. Yet, although I seemed to be smothering, I could not move. I sat in the darkness. ...