The void at which I look down into is completely dark.
What’s at the bottom?
I’ve thrown many things down into it, and it’s been eerily quiet.
What’s the depth of this darkness?
That sound fails to escape and light is consumed within.
I feel the warmth leaving my body and a chill devour my breath.
The void inside of me.
My fear is not how deep the darkness goes.
But can I control what lives within?
That one day what lives at the bottom will take my place up here.
As I look down, I can hear the whispers directed at me.
I take a step back.
This ledge is a dangerous place to stand.
I close my eyes, and now I’m at the bottom, the whispers are now screams.
I don’t want to open my eyes.
I know that if I do, I will see me.
Day #20 SJD
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