Up
One day
There is total darkness
No end to the abyss
No helping hand
I can only fall
Down.
The next
Seems like a
Miracle
You're still here
Everyone can still see
You continue being
Watched
Another
Times are morphing together like playdoh of different colors
You see a gleam of light
You're abyss seems to come to a
Pause
The abyss beginning to disappear
I'm ready to start
Again
But this time
I must only fall
Up
This poem is about:
Me