The Abyss

Floating weightless in a confused abyss

Surrounded by the changing winds of time.

I inquire for answers that persist;

What are these strange befuddled thoughts of mine?

 

Vision clears only to darken once more

As I become blinded by suspicion.

Struggling through mirrored haze I do abhor;

Why do these eyes lack faith in commission?

 

Limbs have grown numb from lack of gravity.

I beg you for a sturdy handhold in

The infinite of this duality;

When will my feet find rugged ground again?

 

Adrift in this beautiful chaos I

kiss my fatuous sanity goodbye.

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