I was walking
and the ocean
was above my knees

I didn't feel the cold
or mist hanging silent
above, but I knew
the darkness, old friend,
longer than I will admit

I knew the waves
in ways I know
I could never explain

You found me there
and called out for me
to come out of that grave
I was sinking in, I don't know
how deep I would have gone
had you not known my name

I should drop to my knees
and kiss the salt from your feet
thanking you with the sea on
my lips and leak salt of my own
offering gratitude for calling

Thank you through the mist
and waves, thank you for
my heart beating, not feeling
the cold, for my lips that never
tasted the lightless far below

Thank you for following
my footprints when I was lost,
drowning in a sea of sorrow.

There's a lone, dark place
Deep inside my heart.
A place where none has been
Not you, Not him.
Just me.
When the world turns away,
I dwell far into that place.
It gives me the chills
More than the cold places I've been.
I tried to open the doors to you
But you said it's too dark and scary.
For you, who have stood in the light
This place is damp and rotten.
For me, who has lived within the darkness
It is like coming back home.