S T Ø V E T E

Water

Here i am, I'm floating
Bobbing along in self loathing
Im stranded out for miles, i'm in the middle of the sea
With no other company but i, myself and me.
Here i am in the water, it's colder than i thought
I'll sit here for a bit longer and ponder over things i wasn't taught.
I'll lay on my back, barley afloat
As i tailor my mind into a barley stable boat.

And here i am still waiting, my patience is a moving car
I'm not sure what i'm waiting for but clearly it's not in the sea; far.

Not too long now, i'll say to the ears of the water
As it holds me there in a wet cradle; daughter
I'll lay flat on my back, feel a slight tug and blame it on the sea
And with bated breath wait for another wave to dance beneath me.

I've got sea legs now, the weed is wrapped around my shins
Its pulling me under so far that the water reaches my chin
But now its stopped and i'm nearly under down; 3 out of 4
And just as i'm slipping under, in my sight is the shore.