The Bottom

MDStone

The Bottom

 

I took a deep breath and dove under

Swimming through various temperature layers and degrees of darkness

But I can’t reach the bottom

 

I surfaced gasping to catch my breath

With more determination I inhaled until I thought my lungs were going to explode

I’m going to find the bottom

 

Down, down, down, and down I swam

My lungs beginning to scream in alarm and my mind starting to feel the affects

But there seemed to be no bottom

 

I popped firm the surface like a torpedo

I took in the air like a body taking in its first breath every part of me rejoicing in relief

But I still had not found the bottom

 

I rested there on the surface for a while

Face down in the water I watched glimmers of hidden figures in the dark

And wondered, Have they seen the bottom

 

Then I concluded that I shall not know now

Where it stops or where it goes nor shall I understand all the beasts that lie within

Especially those that dwell at the bottom

  • Author: MDStone (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 19th, 2021 08:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • spilleronsheet

    Well penned dear poet
    We wish to unravel the mysteries
    But at times answers unfound
    Yet we wonder did other opened the knot
    Sometimes it’s better to let them be mysteries
    Your poetry made me nostalgic of my swimming classes though, the feeling of exploding of lungs…felt it



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