its kind of a long-term drowning

i have never seemed to be so far away

i have never drifted back again

i used to think that reaching you

was like reaching for a friend

i have never touched the ocean depths

but i have floated on my own

i have never sipped the starry night

but i've been awake and alone

i can’t tell you what it’s like

to ride the back of God

to tame darkwater beast

and claim him as my own.

i can never make it to the land

so many promised me they’d come

but i can be here

i can remain here

as me, ever me, always…

it is down here the world has spun me

like a lake-bottom-stone

and the song the world has sung me

left me awake and alone

now i'm tied here hand and wrist

with the barrels and the bones

and still i'm thinking never “worst or best”

only: “tarry”

only: “home”

only: “backwards”

only: “….”