Up ahead of me
Lies an abyss
It stares back from the mist
A gaze swept right through me
It seems far away
peeping through the looking glass
It doesnt let the moment pass
Takes The happies of the sunny days
But it’s right here
Lurking for a chance
One solemn teary eyed glance
And it’s right back to the near
When the city lights leave the horizon
It creeps in through the lazy breeze
Down from the grey skies forlorn
our souls are set to freeze
Where is the sun,
The moon the stars
The abyss has eaten
Them all and left behind the scars
The story remains true
You can’t stare it away
For when you stare into the grey
It stares right back at you…..
Perhaps it’s waiting for the abyss that’s even more fearful than going through it. A sad, poignant poem.
Yes perhaps it is….what always hurts us is the fear of what we don’t know