Your warmth is tempting
Yet I can find no reason to stay.
What awaits me here?
Dead promises
Floating so bloated upon the still water
They hardly resemble the bodies of what they once were
My dreams of true love
The passion I felt
My one sided romance
I suppose these things don't mean much to you
I suppose my experience
Was to make you a wiser man.
Was to make you a man.
Though I didn't realise that was my job description
And the price I paid
Just to know you
Wasn't worth any weight in gold.
I suffered more than I reaped.
Maybe peace of mind here
Finding familiar currents swifter to travel here
Easier to ride
But everywhere I turn
Reminds me of you
Those same waves caress my cheeks
Same gentle murmurs tug at my wrists
At the patterns you once weaved through these
Dark waters.
My anger has so far exceeded it's limitations
It has turned grief
As deep as those turmoiled waters
Unending and strong
Out of sight.
Let it take me
These tides and waves
Let them drag me so far out
I forget where I came from
And where you swim
Let me lie in deep waters
Looking up at the stars
Maybe there
I'll finally rest.
And find the courage to
let you go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem