I know what’s above me, but not what’s below.
Above me has been trouble, so further down I’ll go.
It seems so silent, but not quiet at all.
Darkness surrounds me the further down I fall.
No one has seen this, no one else but me.
But I must be careful in this foreboding sea.
It’s easy to forget things in it’s black and coldembrace.
Maybe I’ll stay here and they can find me in this place.
Problems are so subtle, almost an unnoticeable change.
They creep up on you, and nothing even seems strange.
I feel quite euphoric, almost happy again.
I may even take a dance with my new cold, dark friend.
As we dance it’s deeper and deeper I go.
Troubles are forgotten in this beautiful show.
I know what’s below me, but not what’s above.
It squeezes tighter and tighter but I know it’s with love.
Now there nothing but darkness, not even light overhead.
I spit out my life, and lay down my head.
Maybe they’ll find me, but who really cares.
I’ll be in their hearts, maybe even their prayers.
Still semi-conscious, but I know it’s the end.
So it’s time for me to say goodnight to my cold, dark friend.

Jeffery A. Chaney           2005