The Abyss
The Abyss It was a typical Monday morning, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the world was going about its business as usual. But for John, it was just another day in the abyss. He stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling a heavy weight on his chest. He couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness and despair that had consumed him for the past few months. He didn't want to get out of bed, didn't want to face another day of the same monotonous routine. He wished he could just disappear,
