Into the Abyss – 3 – Gary Farlow

Staring into the abyss, longing for the sun.
          Living a lie, yet afraid to shed tears,
          Unable to display any weakness.
          Sunrise, sunset, the days blur.
          Searching for answers with none to be found.
          Lost, confused, unable to move forward.
          Rapidly descending at a frightful speed.
          Trapped inside the abyss, darkness surrounds.
          There is no escape.
          As I age, like an ancient insect forever
                   encased in amber,
          I’m in an endless free fall to nowhere
          Inside the beast.
          As the clock ticks without remorse:

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