Lissette E. Manning

(Another random muse from last night.)

That Dark Abyss

Tumbling through that dark abyss.
Clawing for a hint of air.
Lost and so alone.
Searching . . . searching.
The darkness encroaches.
It engulfs me.
Pulling me down.
Down . . . down.
Death hovers.
This will be my tomb.
My home.
My resting place.
Dark . . . so dark.
Will you remember me?

© Mar. 29, 2012 L.E.M.