Abyss

Snowflakes melt before landing.
Rainfalls no longer beget blossoms.
Shadows are longer.
The trail hides into the evening mist.
Friends do not wave at friends.
Hands are snugly kept in pockets.
This night has no dawn.
The farther I merge into the night,
The darker it becomes.
The dawn that I had been promised,
The dawn that was supposed to be
Will never come.

The flickering light
Momentarily in sight
Was a fragment of imagination.
Shut the door to imagination.
Do not place hope in friends.
Something tells me that
At the end of the trail
There lies a gaping abyss,
The open mouth that will devour me.
I will give myself to the abyss
Willingly and happily.
The apex had nothing to appease me.
The abyss may.
I am on my way down.
I am on my way down