I feel myself slipping
away
Into the dark abyss
It calls to me
As a mother calls to a child
Sweet
it feels bitter
Tart
Inside my mouth
I drift in
And out
Cowering
From the nectarous darkness
It finds me
Do I run
Do I hide
Do I surrender
myself
Or stand up and die
Do I dare stand up
And lose those sweet
Harmonious calls
Would that really be the end
Or do I continue
To run and hide
Like Bonnie and Clyde
Talia Ashley Cox