Jun 2015
I don't know where it comes from
Its not like knowing
It's more like water flowing
As my fingers break the surface
With it's depth it grasps me
Fathoms down to where few have been
Deep enough to lose myself
Deep enough to drown
As the surface breaks
The water slides from me
From my veins the blood on the page
Channeling that vast ocean that swells in us all
The very same tide we ride when we die
Its not like knowing
It's more like water flowing
As my fingers break the surface
With it's depth it grasps me
Fathoms down to where few have been
Deep enough to lose myself
Deep enough to drown
As the surface breaks
The water slides from me
From my veins the blood on the page
Channeling that vast ocean that swells in us all
The very same tide we ride when we die
