Standing on the edge of the abyss,
The never-ending pit,
Darkness like no other,
Leaning and leaning,
Facing darkness right in the eye.
This bottomless chasm,
Just a breath away,
The blank colour getting steeper and steeper,
Wider and wider,
Or was it the eyes deceiving me?
I didn’t know which was which,
Maybe I was crazy, maybe I wasn’t,
Maybe it was getting steep,
I will never know for real,
How could anything be real in those moments,
Reality is what I had turned my back on,
Or reality had turned its back on me,
Bottom-line, lost I was.
In the midst of it all,
A little light,
Just like the size of a star from earth,
Bright and brighter it got,
Closer it got,
Grew bigger by the minute,
Blinding to the sight,
Several pins thrown in my face,
Bending the tip-edge of a knife.
Eyes shut, to the imagination of last,
Each breath felt like the last,
In and out I continued for minutes,
In and out, and again and again,
Eyes slowly opening,
Abyss was no more,
The once blocked dark road,
Wide, bright and never ending.