Spiraling down

Into the maze of myself

Wondering when the bottom will materialize


Entrancing image of false love

Objectified by ulterior motives

Used as a means to detrimental end


Convinced of validity

Appropriateness is an afterthought


The abyss envelops

In a comforting darkness

Enticing with promises

Of idealized complacency


Clawing for the soul that was once contained

Now is unreachable due to a shift in perspective


Deciphering the fiction from fact

The truth consumes all but my will

Allowing me to identify

The true bottom at the correct time



4 Responses to “Bottomless”

  1. Scent of my heart Says:

    Spiraling down
    Into the maze of myself … Personalities can be very complicated, maze with many roads to discover and explore. But each road makes you a better person, matured in something new and special!

  2. Scent of my heart Says:

    Hello, how are you?

    you are invited to join our potluck week 12 at Jingle Poetry :

    Write a poem fitting our week 12 theme (Nature, Plants, Creations & The Cosmos), post it, and link in to our potluck, you are also allowed to link in unrelated poems. we are open Sunday, 8pm, American central time.

    We value your contribution on previous weeks, Hope to see you in.

    Let me know if you have questions.


  3. our potluck week 12 poetry is open now,
    welcome link in your poetry.

    you have written a super creative piece here.
    keep it up.

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