Steady me and wash me still
I cannot grasp what isn't met
my rippling mind is horribly ill
having not come up just yet
These waters are not blue in hue
I know the colour but not the name
I won't just sit and wait for you
and yet I call you out so plain
Away from me I think not beg
no please I need a plank I gasp
but you don't hear what isn't said
and I can't talk when in waters grasp
Its not the peace that isn't there
although I am tranquil in the deep
my body floats on sorrows sick air
while my mind cries for sky to meet
What evil is a frozen soul
no melting if my God wont kiss
a trembling heart that cannot hold
another hope or loving wish
I will not die here I cry within
not withstanding this my thorn
embedded in my mind like sin
while twisting deeper to leave me worn
My eyes shoot open, unbidden hope
my soul screams air though I impede
but if a breath is left to boat
I need not drink this morbid mead
