Abyss

Shadows
Deep

Dark

Darkness

Darkness grows

The deeper one goes

The deeper one goes

The darker it gets

The darker it gets

The colder it becomes

The colder it becomes

Breathing becomes an incredible fight

Nothing is easy

Nothing is warm

No one is there 

No one is here

Alone in this abyss

Lonely in this abyss

In this abyss 

Are shadows

The shadows

The shadows are deep

Deep

Dark

Darkness 

Darkness grows

Everything Costs Something

Everything costs something, nothing is free

Even a moment of joy, a single solitary moment

Means coming agony

If you find peace, anger and frustration are coming

Solace and comfort, discord and grief

Contentment, misery

Abundance?

Abundance will soon be followed by an

abysmal dearth of everything good and pleasing

Everything costs something, nothing is free

Those kind words spoken in effigy

Are soon to be your eulogy

An abundance of gifts leads to an abundance of nothing

Nothing has meaning and everything is useless

Plenty darkens in scarcity

In your despair nothing that was good will repair

nothing left in the larder answers the pangs that knock harder

Everything costs something, nothing is free

Rich, fine clothes now rags they become

In come worms, long you are done

At the Edges

Memories creep on the edges

Along the edges of my mind

In them I fear what I may find

At the edges. At the edges.

Faces peeking in from shadows

Shadows lingering from the past

Bony fingers, with icy grasp

At the edges. At the edges.

Voices howl out from the heavy mist

The mist that clings so hauntingly

Echoes with voices dauntingly

At the edges. At the edges.

Piercingly, their eyes, watching me

Watching me from sunken sockets

Peering out from long dead pockets

At the edges. At the edges.