Promise

Incessant waves full of regret bleed into the darkening horizon,
Millions of fading lights drown in the blackened water,
Unknown are the depths in which they perish
As death's grasp sinks them deeper into the chilling abyss.

Trapped within a melancholic whirlpool,
They struggle against the violent torrents.
However as they become embodied by the silent comfort,
All resistance ceases immediately.

Senses return to zero with the ever-growing pressure,
When suddenly a ray of light pierces the watery coffin.
Will the lights be forever consumed by the black abyss,
Or will they join the ray in shining a new horizon
on the multiverse of possibilities?