The Depth where you dwell

Rock bottom,

Hell,

There are so many names

For the same place.

For you ,Man in the mirror,

With pits for eyes,

Where nothing escapes

It's called reality.

This depth is where you

Dwell and fester

Not alone

But also without good company

You sit with your depravity

And rational.

The light above you dwindles

Always closer than it looks

But you never try

Truly try

To grasp

Why would you

When you don't need to

Not you

You're fine

Never better

Its them

They just don't understand

And that's their fault.