Growing Gills

Down I plunge into the ocean
Of crashing thoughts and rising lies
Murky water appeared shallow
But tries to deliver me to my demise

I tread water endlessly
Trying to avoid my inevitable drown
I know my efforts are in vain
And so I cry- and so I break down

Submerged beneath the water’s surface
My gasping mouth leaves the fresh air
Die- or learn to breathe
The pure essence of despair

Swallow salty seawater
Embrace the poison in my life
Lap it up, acquire taste
For being cut with my own knife

The pain felt by my mind’s nerves
Has been monumental and obscene
Far worse than what you’ve been through
In the darkest of your childhood dreams

Your sorry eyes gaze down upon me
Sympathy spills form your mouth
But now that I see the pain through retrospect
I’m thankful for that trip down south

This ordeal has given me knowledge
I would’ve never acquired before
Experience I’d have never obtained
Had I stayed safe upon the shore