The Abyss
Climbing downward
strange and lovely abyss
blue chasm
black rock
Stones to throw
at no one
my feet are wet
solitary - motionless
Rain fell
inside the dream somewhere
I can smell the damp
the musk
Cannot move
can barely see
I thought you were standing
right in front of me
Did I follow you down
or did I come here on my own?
I thought you were there
thought you'de be here
The sun has set
the moon won't shine
my only refuge of hope
is a silent, silvery star
Red Maya
"Ghosts are famous for laughing. Saints laugh. Angels laugh. Laughter is the sound of Heaven, I think."
About Me

- Name: rachel
- Location: Tulsa, Oklahoma, United States
Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas habebunt... When catapults are outlawed, only outlaws will have catapults.


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