Deepless Depth

A poem

Deepless Depth

Where deepness never 
feels that deep, 
where the Soul Is Hollow 
Like the depth of the sin 
that leaves the heart  
in the state of unrest. 
A depth 
that is never enough.   


Magnetic,  
as it pulls,  
drawing in,
more and more. 
Filling, untill it snatches 
what remains, where the end
feels like another beginning.    


Dwelling in this
Deepness, so Dark, even
the day lights fade.
The ladder to climb  
on often slips away  
I reach to climb,  
but it trembles  
unable to bear the  
weight of my emptiness.    


The fall 
in my breath,  
The depth  
in my chest, 
Wandering in this  
emptiness, searching       
    for peace  
Where the light is  
Hidden away, 
somewhere in the 
deepness of this darkness.   


So, build the ladder strong, even
 if you fall you can rise 
again and again.
The struggle is real, as real as 
the One who made it—
for you and me to conquer
 this unseen battle,
a battle with the nafs, greater 
than any other.