This Abyss

Falling further,
faster, further.
This hole is never ending.
This abyss,
my tomb,
is black and empty,
looming and bottomless.
A light from below
catches my eye.
As I fall closer,
the light becomes brighter.
I fall through the light.
It's my life,
my memories.
I try to grasp them.
I try to latch on.
I am unable to grip
the life I knew so well.
I fall through my memories,
unable to move.
I never want this light to end
for I've fallen in darkness for too long.
I need this light to press on.
But just as my hopes are burning high,
the end of my memories I fall past.
As I fall away,
I watch the light fade.
It becomes smaller and smaller
until it disappears completely.
Now I have but two memories.
One of darkness that engulfs me,
and one of the light I will never find.
My doom is ever so clear.
I am to fall in darkness,
in this abyss,
for the rest of my life.
What life is this?
Am I even alive?
I will never know,
for this abyss is my life.