The Abyss

I apologize for being scarce these last few weeks. It has been a very trying month. In short, I’ve been dealing with a lot. Attacks have been coming at me from all angles and there were days when I was just trying to keep my head above water. Call it what you want: depression, being low, under spiritual attack. Since I’m a fantasy writer, I’ll call it being in the abyss. There are a great number of stories from the beginning of time that have the hero of the story descend into a dark and terrible place that then must be redeemed by resolving whatever the conflict was. That’s where I was, the abyss.

It began as a stumble then another and another and before I knew it I was falling. More was piled on as I went and eventually I found myself buried beneath tons of rubble. Sadly, it took me a minute to realize the situation and begin digging my way out. Slowly but surly I pushed some of the rocks off me and at least I can stand at this point. There is still a very long way to go to climb my way out entirely and return to where I was but I’m on the way. Fortunately I wasn’t completely worthless in the meantime and I should have Assassin available in the next day or so. As part of the cathartic process, I’m probably going to do a little creative writing about it using “Dadd” to describe what happened through allegory. It’ll be fun and likely helpful.

Here’s to climbing out of the abyss, cheers!

Poem: Nothing left

My heart

Ripped to shreds

By words you said

Now our love is dead

My spirit

Beaten and bruised

Feeling so used

The result of abuse

My body

Weary and weak

Becoming deplete

It’s food I seek

Nothing left

You’ve taken it all

The cause of my fall

Now I am your thrall

Mercy please

I cannot continue

To endlessly serve you

I need to begin anew

Free me

Unchain these bonds

My freedom is gone

From all that was done