When I close my eyes the abyssal lake spreads before me, within the serene depths, a promise rests. It calls to me when I am most vulnerable, lost, and desperate. It wishes to drown my sorrows and my pains, to let them sink into the cold sleep. A promise of rest, a promise of peace, and above all freedom but reject its promises for the things that make this “me” are my pains, my flaws, and my restraints. 

Even as my feet are immersed in its serene shore, its promises cradle my shattered soul.

How much longer will I last?

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I don’t know…

How much more will I endure?

I don’t know…

How much more will I question?

I don’t know…

I gave my all to someone yet betrayal sinks deep.

I am lost to abyssal promises.

Just a few more steps and I will change.

Drown the old “me” and let “me” in.