abyss
this is the abyss and what can possibly comfort it now? this gaping maw, broken open long ago who can go back in time to fix it back? i seek the answer all my life. lovable now, but what about back then, back then!!!! was i lovable then too? or is this love only something i grew worthy of?
this is the abyss of everything i will never be. not comforted nor saved nor reassured at the ages i needed most to be. i stand at the precipice, holding back everything in me that could never be a sacrifice enough to win me love. do you see me? do you come to me to clasp my hand? act quick, anchor me before i fall forward and let it tear me wide open, rendering me more myself than i have ever been: infinite.