This is a song I wrote about Dean and Cas, it's a bit dark but I hope you'll like it
Allsee
Abyss
Everything is so dark.
The hole inside me doesn't close, no matter what I do
It's only getting bigger and bigger,
Until it's no longer a hole, now it's an abyss.
And I'm swallowed up by it, bit by bit every day,
And soon enough I know, there will be nothing left of me.
Only an empty shell, that once resembled a man.
I can feel it even now,
The darkness that devours me from within.
I become numb and all the sights of the world fade away.
All the colors seems to lose their shine,
And there is nothing I can do to change it.
With every fiber of my existence, I try to fight it.
I try to look and actually see,
I try to mend the wounds that others inflict upon me,
I try to find something, anything that will make the darkness go away.
Just for an hour, a minute, or even a second.
But the abyss laughs in my face.
It knows, it knows all too well;
What will happen to the poor human
Who was abandoned all alone in the dark.
With no hopes and desires of his own.
Because he has none, not anymore.
He gave them all away and left none for himself.
Because that's who he is.
He does everything he must.
To make sure nothing will happened to the ones he loves.
So he gives all that he has.
Knowing he will be left alone.
But that's a price he is ready to pay.
The more he gives, the emptier he becomes.
The abyss spreads out just a bit more.
His loved ones cannot help him.
They don't know
They don't see
They can't- he won't let them.
They are too important.
Too precious.
He knows the abyss is vast.
He can't fight it anymore.
But for their sake he goes on.
Day after day after day.
Putting on whatever mask
That will hide away the truth,
The demons that dwell inside.
He is too far gone now.
There is nothing they can do anyway,
So why bother them with that.
The empty holes that once were his eyes,
Seek a shred of light.
A hint of hope.
The abyss laughs.
It knows what happens to a poor human,
Who has been abandoned by God.
But God does know,
He does see,
He will intervene,
Even for this poor man who has abandoned Him.
So God sent an angel,
Just one angel, the man's angel,
To grip the man tight and to raise him from perdition.
Now I see a shred of light,
The hint of hope,
The wonderful bright colors of the world,
But most of all, I can see the blue,
The deep blue color of my angel's eyes
And I know that the abyss is gone.