Where the real me resides
Definitley not an ideal place for me.
But there I am.
At the bottom of an abyss.
My screams rattle my bones.
My words echo off of the sides of the walls.
A puddle of my tears,
Sloshing around my feet.
As my tears roll off of my face.
This is where the real me resides,
Desperate to be free.
I'd like to see it all,
I'd like to save her.
I'd like to close off that abyss,
So that I can finally breathe.