• daunting_phoenix 12w

    Abyss

    Sometimes,
    It feels as if death awaits my unseen presence.

    Sometimes,
    It feels as if everything happens for a purpose.

    Sometimes,
    I wanna let go yet stay alive while being dead.

    Sometimes,
    I crave for myself to be numb like never before.

    Sometimes,
    I visit the grave of fireflies for the light to guide me,
    And all I'm greeted by is drowningly dark darkness.

    Sometimes,
    I feel as if I finally found a way out,
    Only to be greeted by another diverging path.

    Sometimes,
    I wonder why the unknown is so intimidating,
    How curiosity is responsible for the cat's death?

    Sometimes,
    I wish not to feel the emptiness,
    Only to be granted another abyss.

    ©daunting_phoenix