The Abyss

The Abyss

so dark and cold

sucks my heart in

and almost has my soul.

The Abyss

traps me inside

and people pass by

without a word of hope.

Some push me in deeper

into the Abyss

and laugh as I cry

for peace and rest.

I almost gave up

to forever rot in the Abyss

when I heard voices

some yelled with a shout

others with a quiet whisper.

I could barely hear 

in the Abyss

but I could hear 

all of those I love

encouraging, shouting for me 

to not give up

and my hand appears

out of the Abyss.

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This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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