Beneath The Water
A couple of concrete blocks tied to an old ships line
Slipped beneath the surface of the ocean in the mind
Descending ever further into the depths below
Pulling out the slack as they downward go
Until the weight bids to the heart, ‘Come on the waters fine’
Deceived of the struggle to keep itself above the brine
Unseen on top of the water are the weights way down below
And how their constant pull eventually takes a toll
Until unnoticed by the crowd engaged in all their fodder
This tired heart gives up its fight, and slips beneath the water