Drifting through this crushing abyss,
a purgatory born from my own descent.
My screams sound for thousands of miles,
but nothing ever answers.
For even echoes suffocate in this void
There are few glimpses of light down here,
yet they are often chthonic in nature,
their beauty a lure to the lost.
Get too close,
and they'll drown you in their agony.
So please release me from the jaws of your memory,
and let me sink back down, deeper than before.
So I can float alone again.