Draw me a bath,
Infinite in its fathoms
To drown me under
Til the blue becomes black
And nothing illuminates
It’s all still and cold.

Let time escape
Like air bubbles rising
Catching the surface
To pop with all my screaming
As peaceful tepid currents
Tumble through and wash.

Call upon me,
At the altar of your sorrows
And as your tears fall like raindrops
I’ll drink you within my tomb,
Until the day I can breach the surface
And be as you have begged for,
A gilded blade to puncture all that harms you,
It’s in my blood to obey.

So flood me like Atlantic,
Loudness fades to white static
Anything to get me to sleep…

Transfixed;
You captivate my gaze,
Siphon my priorities, 
So they are fixed on You —

You tell us, ‘Fix your eyes on me,’
Yet, I let them wander...
To others, to socials;
To the eternal slumber —
To anything that will distract,
What is this hole in me that gnaws at
me so deep?
Fought so hard to be alive;
even in sleep* —
Lord, open my eyes,
Yes, awaken me again
from this earthly  ‘freeze’
so that I can live,
thrive and fix my eyes on thee.

It's dark but it won't stay this way
When a broken heart releases some of the pain
With a goodbye to yesterday
And a welcomed smile for today

It is like a burst of song
Knowing tomorrow may never come
A moment where night becomes day
To focus on life again.

© Debra Lea Ryan
21.04.2025

Can I
Live
In your
Moment?
I want to
Learn

A coward hiding behind the mask,
A coward who can’t handle a task.
A coward who can’t earn a dime—
Why can’t he see a bit of shine?

In a world full of intelligence,
There lives one lost in negligence.
He wants the power in his hands,
To write a story that understands.

The coward finally sees himself,
While finding his story on a shelf.
He stays inside his little shell,
Not knowing what to give up—
the fear, the past, or the hell.