Even if I'm not sad, happy, hurt, or angry I surrender, I surrender to the lonely waters, as they fall on top of te.
I surrender.
I surrender all my strength and weakness , I surrender to my past, my present , my future.
I surrender.
I surrender to the deep ends of my broken soul, I surrender to the deeps of te light and dreaded darkness, I surrender to my death, I surrender myself to te lonely waters.
Let my broken life less body poor unto your wits of showers, you sudden felts upon my body, the coldness of my skin as you touch or the burning sensation as I feel you.
My body shivers of pleasure yet wits of pain as all my emotions go down the drain. I surrender to you and only you which God himself has made it's way. Lonely waters I surrender to te my body kneels as plead.
You'd clear my head, heart and soul, I sit there waiting to let it go.
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My heart
PoetryIt's a simple description of a heart that holds yet wants to let go.. Confusion that is beneath us. Love and pain as you may see it
