The Abyss

When I wake

spirals bounce erratically

shaking my cage

bending the bars

but they do not escape

They find solace in the empty spaces

the convince me of their ephemerality

but they have always been there

they have never came nor have they left

they just are

At night, alone with my thoughts

they return

I am reminded of my prison

any ideas of freedom are lost

stripped of my delusions, the illusion arises

no longer can i hide from myself

no longer can i neatly tuck away the bouncing spirals i call thoughts

So i follow them

Deep into the abyss

I am diving without oxygen

I am diving blindly

I am traversing the unknown without so much as an illusion of safety

Body, Soul, Earth, Past, Future , amalgamate

Deep into the abyss the spirals are too fast for me to hold onto

They become vines growing exponentially out of control

As i grab onto one it sinks deeper, leaving me floating

I grab another, I sink again

Spontaneous combustion looms

Cannot take it anymore

I rebuild my prison

I lay the bricks

I build the walls

I put up the bars

I climb in

Safely imprisoned, for now