Looking in, at the only thing

This is the deepest region.

Eyes fixed, on not a nothing.

This is the end of reason.

What is seen by you asks I?

In turn, you ask of me the same

Visible to just your eye.

As you stare into the frame.

Tis the darkest of our minds

It's the deepest of our fears.

It comes to us in all kinds

It can break us into tears

No matter what we each may get,

When face to face with our abyss

We must remember not to fret

And move on past to find our bliss