You
Filled lungs deprived of oxygen,
narrowly reviving my slipping conscious.
A breath of life in a spitting sea of turmoil, pulling me from the thrashing waves that disorientate, twirling me about like a plaything.
You
Bring the calm promised by every storm, a respite against the burning oceans that numb feeble strokes.
You
Pull me to safety, valiantly shifting tides of self defining history that latch on to every fiber in an attempt to pull me back in.
You
Dried me with a smile that sets an eerie calm in the air, evaporating droplets of regret and loathing that soaked my shivering frame.
A shallow heartbeat, long since ignored, pulses violently; a burgundy stained ocean amidst a body of land, condemning those lacking knowledge of its waters, and sheltering the experienced.