My Dreams in the Abyss

I'm tired.

Tired of throwing away my everythings for a lowly amount of nothings.

I stand in front of the Abyss,

the large hole of nothing that holds all my somethings.

A few years back I tossed my friendships-

my loves

my bondings that were once so tight

I tossed them into the Abyss.

Last year, I threw away my childhood dreams of singing

acting

dancing

I was never good enough anyway.

The year before that, I chucked

my memories of joy.

Those were harder to throw away

But the Abyss was so tempting

So convincing

Today, I linger at the opening,

afraid to heave a bundle again.

Yet in the end,

I throw myself into the Abyss.