Poetry healed me
When I was dying
Braced in the oceans
When I was dying

Poetry healed me
When I gasped for air
Lost in the barren fields
When I gasped for air

Poetry healed me
In cities where men lied
Folded dreams and illusions
In cities where men lied

Poetry healed me
In seas where all competed
For a love that was sour and salted
In seas where all competed

Poetry found me first
Initiated me in it's team
In games that tricked me
It found me as an intern