Beyond the Curtian.

Below it, there is nothing.

Beyond it are only thoughts.

An idea.

There are people beyond that curtian.

They will catch you when you fall through,

when you pull it out from under you.

Nobody will catch you,

Nobody is there.

Everybody you think is there,

is watching you fall,

into your own pit.

Not knowing what's beneath you,

good or bad,

you grab the ragged walls,

and hoist yourself back,

to the surface,

to what is known,

back to what you have.

When, in reality,

the hole is a new beginning,

another place, another time.

But you will wonder,

time after time,

if there are people at the bottom,

waiting for you.

You know, however,

that you couldn't go back,

back to the top,

to what you had.

All that is stopping you,

is hindsight,

that hasn't yet been known.

Because you know,

"You don't know what you've got,

'till it's gone."