Crucible

Being shallow ends when something deep means more...

Being shallow ends when something deep means more…

Remnants of a love you knew cascades across the ocean floor
Shadows of the heart sink to the bottom
Don’t let all that wreckage drag you down
The past is an anchor when the future’s not around to give direction to a heart that’s lost at sea
Spread out amongst the many waves
Drifting away at a steady pace
There is trouble in these waters

Time washes away more & more memories
Carried away effortlessly into the middle of nowhere
Being shallow ends when the deep wants more
And suddenly you’re in over your head
Washed over by the sea, where a pool once used to be
What are you holding your breath for?

All the little ripples become whirlpools when you don’t know what you’re in for
Against the rising tides its hard to hear you anymore
Affection is not attraction, that’s why there’s no sense of direction when we’re not close
The crashing waves make our weaknesses seem so unending
Not hiding it, only reinforcing our vast differences beneath the depths
Being strong means knowing when to not fight anymore & not trying to control it all
You take what you can get, because it doesn’t come around as often as it should
Wait it out until an opening presents itself to come up for air

A single breath was taken
Filling you with dreams once more
Your heart beats steady after finding somewhere to swim towards
Nothing’s in your way, unless you let it be
Let life catch up to you
Make peace with that shell made out of old ways before it weighs you down
Your crucible tests you to the core of your being
You won’t be the same as you were before
No one found peace in fear
You will see the world differently
Being shallow ends when something deep means more
Send your heart out as though it were a message in a bottle
An S.O.S. for a lonely & hopeful soul
In time you will find your way

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3 thoughts on “Crucible

  1. “Affection is not attraction, that’s why there’s no sense of direction when we’re not close”…. this slayed me. The whole thing is perfection.

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  2. Pingback: Waiting on a broken heart | Poetizing

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