Solid Ground (poem)

 Solid Ground

Still searching for that solid centre ground.

Knowing that the only reliable thing

Is Unreliability

Just ain’t helping right now.

Eroded self trust is my foundation,

my bedrock, my stability.

And time and time and time again

The ever powerful waves of self doubt

Undermine and eat away

At what is supposed to be my touchstone.

No matter how quickly and steadfastly the defences are built,

Those cracks of insecurity fill with

The constant drip, drip, drip of

Muddied, toxic delusion until once again

The ironic inevitability of unreliability crumbles,

Washing away the solid, centre ground.