Thompson C

HER DEEP WATERS

She sits alone in the dark,

In a hole filled with spikes,

Sharp and painful there are,

It used to hurt but it doesn\'t,

She\'s got used to the pain,

To a point she now wants more,

She adds pitch forks and flames,

It doesn\'t add to the pain,

For her pain threshold had risen overtime

She seems okay as she potrays herself,

But no one knows of her ocean of pain,

Which she hides deep down in a bucket

Which from time to time,

Overflows with rivers of words,

It only took a short while before I could find one,

I drank from it to my satisfaction,

The same moment I did 

I wish I didn\'t

For the more water I drank the more water came my way

To the point  that I had a glimpse of almost half her ocean of pain

It pains me to see it,

As I hoped not to add more.

Like Michael Scofield,

I thought I could save her,

Breaking her out seemed easy as it seemed to only be a bucket,

Not knowing it\'s depth, 

The moment I went in,

It grew deeper,

I never intended to add to it\'s depth but hey it happened,

To hurt her was a nightmare,

If only I never saw the river,

Or the ocean that sourced the river,

But how I turned to David Livingstone I don\'t know.

 

I took her out,

Just to take here back,

The feeling she feels

Only she can fathom,

She says about her ocean,

That only she can swim,

Well I tried to swim in them,

The blindness of love made me think I could float,

It almost seemed possible

Especially when she was by my side

Holding my hand,

But when ever she lets go

It\'s about survival for me,

Hence I keep her close,

Couldn\'t tell her I can\'t swim,

She held to me like a parent holding a child,

Giving me the feel of safety,

And we decide to go underwater,

A place so quiet and peaceful,

Anything is possible

As we go to the surface she sleeps for she\'s tired and her legs hurt from the deep dive we had,

I couldn\'t sleep for fear I might drown,

As I lay awake,

I see visions 

All in which I end up dead, 

It send chills over my body,

She awakens in a mood for a dive,

We go deeper this time,

Untill I see her no more,

I awaken with a note saying

\" Sorry I dragged you into my deep waters\",

It\'s quite clear that I had drowned,

For we reached a point where only she could swim and she took me back on land,

As much as I was happy I was sad,

As much as she hurts

I hurt,

I don\'t want to go back,

but neither do I want her to hurt.