In the bottomless pit there lies a great depression, in the sorrow however there lies much beauty that mourns for thee each day falling through darkness yet she rather drown in the sea of love smothered by thee

Addendum: This is the first poem I had ever written in sixth grade, and although I'm not sure of the exact original date and time of writing / 'publication' I found a written copy of this poem which I've been looking for forever both online and off; in this case- this particular written copy is dated October First of Two-Thousand and Eight so give or take thirteen years ago. For posterity's sake I figured it would only make sense to include it here while I still have a copy of it to refer to.

~ Hazel Phoenix - Uploaded to Avela Kafo on 02/07/2021 2054 Zulu