[THE ABYSS]
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As we decend into the deepest abyss that exists in every mind where the cold fingers of our worst fears reside.
Where ghosts of things past float by on gossamer wings of lace and rub against the chilled membranes.
That place where we try to keep the door closed at the end of that long hall.
Voices that speak in hushed tones calling from the darkness of memories recesses.
So consumed in fear of revealing who we really are as we live in the light of day.
A person huddled in the corner dirty and scared...so long have they lingered alone.
A fraction of light would obliterate the sight...a sliver of hope to lean on.
In these blackest of days the abyss beckons as it opens its gaping maw.
Screams that fracture the frames of psyches and push a person to their knees.
Cold...cold...illusions.
Falling from the bottom as they rise into frightened mentalities to surface in unrelenting fear.
Welcolme to the abyss my friend.
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