The Basement of the Soul

The basement of the soul

is messy. is dirty.
is buried under a foot of dust.
is creaky, is endless
the door handles are caked in rust.
Old. Dark. Deep. Down.
when you descend you don’t know if -
Cold. Stark. Don’t. Drown.
you will make it out alive with-
out scars
wrenching pain
still not as bad should’ve you remained
safe and dry,
without care,
perched atop the wooden stair.
weighing if
you ought to go
to the basement of your soul.