The Abyss Poem by Rebecca Hall

I hear the voice in the back of my head
Saying and telling me things
I do not want to hear;

They beg and plead with me
To do their bidding;

I do not know where I am going
As each footstep leads me to the edge;

Closer and closer I go,
My mind numb to the crunching
Beneath my feet
Gravel slicing bits of flesh off my feet;

As the stones turn red
I hear laughter,
Somewhere from deep within it comes out;

I can smell the rain starting to come,
As it drips upon my face
I smile
As God cries for me;

They scream at me,
To do their bidding;

One foot steps up,
As the other one follows,
And they go silent
As I fall into a deep, dark Abyss.