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Jun 2019
Blood trickles down my hand
as I linger at the mouth of the monster.

I scratch,
I claw,
I fight defiantly.

But it is no use.

The fires of this life
are about to burn me away for good.
There is no escape.

Future's end. Nothing awaits me.
Except a dark circle in an empty chasm.

My body weakens.
The totality of it all
becoming ever more apparent.

Tears drip down my cheek
as I fade away.

This is not what I wanted.
But perhaps
it is what I deserved.

Finally,
In one swift, eternal motion
I am pulled down into the abyss.

And erased by the bleakness
that lies there.
Written by
Stephen S
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