I’m here, by your side.
Together.
But when you go to your abyss
I cannot go with you.
Sometimes because I have fallen too deep.
Sometimes because I’m to tired to descend.
But most times I’m not allowed to go by the guards
that you have put there.
They say I have no entry,
that you don’t want me.
That I could go in only if you’d guide me.
So I wait for you.
I’m sitting on the edge of precipice and look into darkness.
I’m wondering, if you are sitting on the bottom
and are looking into the light –
do you see me, waiting for you?
Each time you descend into darkness
I wonder if you will return back to me.
Alenka H., 2021