Here comes the water.
All I knew and all I believed
are crumbling images
that no longer comfort me.
I scramble to reach higher ground
some order and sanity
or something to comfort me.
So I take what is mineand hold what is mine
suffocate what is mineand bury what s mine.
Soon the water will come
and claim what is mine.
I must leave it behind
and climb to a new place now.
This ground is not the rock I thought it to be.
Thought I was highand free.
I thought I was there
divine destiny.
I was wrong.
This changes everything.
The water is rising up on me.
Thought the sun would come deliver me
but the truth has come to punish me instead.
The ground is breaking down right under me.
Cleanse and purge me
in the water.

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