Black Abyss

Yes, keep staring
at that black abyss.
Tell me young soul,
are you afraid?
Do you ever feel lonely?
This emptiness
is what you always wanted,
despising true love like you did
with everybody who
tried to help you
to get out from here.
A plastic form
of apparent happiness,
kept you away
from all of those things
you once really loved.
Do you remember now?
I don't know
if there is any chance
for you to get out
of this black hole.
But if you still value a bit
your own existence,
then you must, at least,
try to get out.
You deserve better.