NaPoWriMo Fourteen: Abyss

I’m surrounded by depths I thought would hold fairy-tales.
Though my only hope of a happy ending lie,
In the billowing bubbles escaping my mouth.
The darkness here doesn’t swallow you like the abyss,
rather it leaves you to feel wafted through heavy air;
Seeing nothing but a deep romantic blue.

I’m entranced by the emptiness of being so low,
Its seems not all depths carry valuable secrets.

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