Sometimes
I gasp for air so much even though I'm on a surface
I-
thirst for the water from where I came from
Yet-
it tastes like vomitted Water.
My lip salivates for I suppose Spring water,
Which nourishes your soul like Holy Water;
But, I think I will only know the Firey water
I-
Am scared
I-
Am scared I will be dehydated,
destroyed because I only know the vomitted Water
Will I ever-
have a sip of Love water?
Dec 8, 2022
Dec 8, 2022 at 10:22 AM UTC
Sometimes
I gasp for air so much even though I'm on a surface
I-
thirst for the water from where I came from
Yet-
it tastes like vomitted Water.
My lip salivates for I suppose Spring water,
Which nourishes your soul like Holy Water;
But, I think I will only know the Firey water
I-
Am scared
I-
Am scared I will be dehydated,
destroyed because I only know the vomitted Water
Will I ever-
have a sip of Love water?
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