I've seen the edge of nowhere
residing in my soul,
surrounded by the broken dreams
for which I've paid the toll.

Deep and dark it lies in wait
for the quarry that is me
and though I circle in despair
I know I won't get free.

Hot and moist a single tear
is lost to an abyss,
that leads to all that could have been,
yet ended up with this.

In anguish I utter nothing
to those who cannot hear
and slowly close my tired eyes.
Alas, I shall stay here.