Abyss Unbroken

Abyss Unbroken
by Dawg

Abyss–cold, indifferent, unblinking in its stare,
where silence gnaws and shadows hang heavy in the air.
When gazes lock across that chasm, it’s not surrender you meet–
defiance flickers sharp, a vow that will not retreat.
No trembling at the brink, no bargain struck for peace,
only the stubborn architecture of resolve that will not cease.

Depths unfurl their blackest veils, each layer cruel and stark,
a slow descent through nothingness, through chill that leaves its mark.
Yet iron-forged eyes refuse to flinch, unyielding in the gloom–
the weight of all that’s unforgiving cannot command your doom.
With every inch the darkness presses, every breath it dares to steal,
your stance grows harder, spine grown fierce, will tempered into steel.

The void is vicious, endless–its hunger swallows whole,
digesting hope and memory, stripping down the soul.
But in the wreckage a sliver of light holds on,
an edge that cuts through hunger’s grip, unscathed and moving on.
This is not the tale of surrender, nor of being torn apart,
but of piercing the abyss itself, and refusing to depart.

Darkness sharpens to a blade, its edge a spitting curse,
venom coiled in every word, in every silence worse.
Still, you do not break or yield, nor wither at the touch–
no storm shakes the spine that’s learned not to flinch at much.
Unbowed before the howling void, unbroken in your stand,
you claim each night that presses in, and meet it hand to hand.

Stare into the harshest dark, let its sneer ignite your glare,
for your spirit is a weapon built to thrive inside despair.
The abyss will spit and seethe and press its frozen claim,
but every challenge it throws down, you answer with your name.

Night surrounds, jeers, and taunts–its shadow spreads its wings,
but all its sneering menace cannot unmake the strength you bring.
Light holds fast, undimmed, unspent, beneath your battered skin–
your soul, relentless, holding ground, refusing to give in.
In every echo, every edge, the darkness finds you set–
unyielding, unbroken–its fiercest threat unmet.