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We all have within us A room we dare not go A memory A belief A once noble idea Whatever the place We are terrified to face it head on I ask why? Why do we shy away from such confrontation? Let alone, Confrontation with ourselves? Why are some of us more inclined To confront another Rather than ourselves first? Is it pride? Embarrassment? Fear of what such a confrontation would reveal? We all have an abyss that strangely sits At the edge of our minds. A dark cavernous space And many of us ignore it Despise it And would rather distract ourselves From the unknown That lives within our minds. But I tell you this, as one who once ignored the abyss in me. It stays with you, No matter how far you run No matter how sad or happy you feel No matter how distracted you are The abyss within is not a force of good or evil It is a pocket reality A space only you can inhabit A space When left alone Will slowly colonize your reality Until you no longer can ignore it. Until you must confront it For what it is, Alone.
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Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 11:50 AM UTC
For the abyss looked back at me.
We all have within us A room we dare not go A memory A belief A once noble idea Whatever the place We are terrified to face it head on I ask why? Why do we shy away from such confrontation? Let alone, Confrontation with ourselves? Why are some of us more inclined To confront another Rather than ourselves first? Is it pride? Embarrassment? Fear of what such a confrontation would reveal? We all have an abyss that strangely sits At the edge of our minds. A dark cavernous space And many of us ignore it Despise it And would rather distract ourselves From the unknown That lives within our minds. But I tell you this, as one who once ignored the abyss in me. It stays with you, No matter how far you run No matter how sad or happy you feel No matter how distracted you are The abyss within is not a force of good or evil It is a pocket reality A space only you can inhabit A space When left alone Will slowly colonize your reality Until you no longer can ignore it. Until you must confront it For what it is, Alone.
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Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 11:50 AM UTC
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