I wrote this for English class, it does have a background story, but poetry is subjective make of it what you will.
I climb down into the abyss
The darkness is consuming
The fumes grasp me by the throat
I start to choke
I try to gasp for air
The darkness is consuming
As my lungs burn
I start to panic
I try to see even the faintest of movements
The darkness is consuming
The silence pierces my thoughts
My panic increases
I wish so much for a shred of light
The darkness is consuming
Just as I start to loose hope
A glow cuts through the omnipresent blackness
I feel a sense of calm wash over me
The light is soothing