The Ebony Pit

Where did it go?
Can it be?
The light...
It's finally gone
Eternal night has come
I'm all alone
and I'm glad
No one will ever know
how happy I am to be here
No one could ever know
how weary I am of life
How tired I am of being hopeful
How sick I am of acting
as though I care about tomorrow
In this darkness of mind and soul
I can finally remain completely still
if I wish it so
In this stillness I will be able
to think
to dream
to feel
to scream
to hate
to love
to be
to open my eyes
and see...
nothing
I don't care when it happened
only that it did happen
It was time for me
to fall into the ebony pit
Doesn't that sound
much more romantic
than just...
Dying?

Lora Frikken ~ 5-6-06