I put this in my jornal
I didn't know there was a poetry place

The Abyss
a dark, desolate place with no light
a place I wish I could be at night
a place where fate is not written in stone
a place I visited, a place I call home

When I was alone
I visited the world unknown
and found my own
place to roam

The abyss is safe and sound
The abyss is where my heat is bound
I want to go back
but directions I lack

- Jacob Cassius