When you swim no one can
see the tears they just fill
your goggles lap after lap
tell your eyes are dry
nothing left.
It’s your world no one to
ask the questions you don’t want
to answer the things that
creep around and scare you
the things you are running
from inside.  

But what if your tired
or running, with no stop
you want someone to
dive in and find you
and pull you out.
To not be alone in the
world anymore, to have
a hand to hold, someone
to hold you, before the
screams come.