An abyss opens up before me:
Dark and black like my soul
Trapping me within its confines, though I try to flee

Tears flow from my face
I know for me, 
There is no grace. 

I know Saint Peter won't call my name:
Pain and hurt beyond compare,
For some reason I can't explain.

Blackness envelopes me,
Safety from a cruel, cruel world. 
I can no longer see. 

But I'm okay.
I no longer have to think, 
I'm safe- from what they think and say

Life is a mystery
So is death: 
All I can leave is a legacy; a part of history.

I am lost, 
In a sea of ebony
But I'll see you again, when the stars cross.