10 Years
1.
I used to think if the abyss called,
she’d swallow your voice.
She was a dark unknown emptiness.
2.
But I realized I had become the abyss.
At least in the ways that
I understood her to be.
3.
She wasn’t empty, she was full.
And part of me.
And we were full of love and rage,
pain and ecstasy, and all the things in between.
4.
I waded through for a decade -
embracing the darkness
to find the light.
5.
Now I pray to her darkness
– the one that found mine,
and give thanks for returning my voice.