Infinite depths of unknowns
We can’t see,
Do you take the chance?
What’ll it be?
The current pulls you into
An open mind,
Watering eyes from
The waves of brine.
Deep down under,
It reveals the truth.
And rips it back out with
A tide or two
Can you withstand your
Filling billows?
Or must you come up
To your comfortable pillows?
Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 10:55 PM UTC
Infinite depths of unknowns
We can’t see,
Do you take the chance?
What’ll it be?
The current pulls you into
An open mind,
Watering eyes from
The waves of brine.
Deep down under,
It reveals the truth.
And rips it back out with
A tide or two
Can you withstand your
Filling billows?
Or must you come up
To your comfortable pillows?