Eternal Abyss

You’re hopeless!

You disgrace!

You worthless piece of filth; there’s no rescue coming today!

This foggy mist is so thick

I can hardly see my hands or feet right in front of me.

I’m so cold and starving

Like I haven’t eaten for weeks.

I can’t recall a happy memory to dwell upon.

Why can’t I

see anything pass my

feet?

I hear voices echoing in the distance

That say I’m no good and I’m wasting my time searching for a mythical light

It doesn’t exist and I should submit to the doubt, seclusion, and despair then disappear.

I refuse to believe this, but I’m so cold

I’ve got no memories or anything comforting to hold on to.

The voices are getting louder and stronger, making them difficult to overpower

They’re constantly watching every breath I take and judging every decision I make.

I can’t tell if I’m breathing air or if I’m breathing at all

Are my feet even carrying me?

Perhaps I don’t

exist and should fade

away.

I know I haven’t been a saint my entire life; I’ve made mistakes that I’m not proud of.

I remember bits and pieces of my past; it’s a struggle to retrace my steps.

How did I get in this

situation?

The lights have vanished from sight; making the road impossible to find,

Every step I take I begin to understand that this is the scariest route I’ve taken,

Not knowing where I’m going is unsettling.

I could be walking around,

I could be floating around,

The only thing to do is wander around, aimlessly.

Perhaps one day I’ll find my way.