Precariously balancing between two worlds
I call out but you don't hear me
No one hears or sees me
Knock on the door my attention momentarily distracted
Foots steps leaving all hope dies as they fade
Left alone darkness closing the abyss opens before me
Others have been here their stories untold
You don't care that
Despair and hopelessness falling into dark fathomless depths.
(c) Cara October 2007