Into the Abyss

At the critical moment, when all else is falling apart, roads are caving in, clouds are closing in; a long darkness envelopes the mind. A darkness we created. Sometimes we forget, we lose sight, we fall over. In the darkest of nights we become the very thing we hate. We embody the very darkness we set out to destroy; consumed. Never have we fallen so far.
In the abyss a broken man lies in pain. An empty shell of a previous existence. Fragile. Weary. Alone. As the tears dry, he can never forget the pain he has caused. The path of destruction. The regret. A long, lonely road waits ahead. As he stares down it, he wonders where it leads; in painful hope that it leads out of the abyss.