The Abyss Yawns

Something stirs inside the pit, in the dark place,
   where we put the worst of ourselves. Slime
   and scales, with eyes as black as obsidian.
      We leave it there, visiting whenever
       we need to, to send another of those
       monsters, plummeting into the abyss.
        we pretend they are not there, at
          least in front of others, but
           secretly we all fear those
          creatures, that wrestle with
            each other, in the dark
              place, where we put
               the worst of our-
                selves, hoping
                  that these
                    evils
                    never
                    learn
                     to
                    climb.