Another Dreary Abyss Again I peer into the black abyss that is my soul, Searching out the reclusive love I pray exists. Whisperings of caring turn my head, Nothing but blinding confusion drifts about. Misty swirls of thought carry off the light, Pausing briefly to enlighten those around me, Leaving me in the dark.
Yellow doubts decay here and there, Leaving behind the putrid stench of fear.
Before I can move along, someone laughs, Then I realize with a shudder, it was me. Pouring over the dreary pit of my anxiety, I taste the dark dankness of my vexing. Sorrow seeps silently and slowly into my search. Righteous indignation at all my selfish self pity, Wells up from the cavern that is my atman. It vividly refuses to allow me any remorse, For my life or actions.