Perfect Storm
Unbalanced on the waves at sea
Tossing and turning
I’ve lost all my bearings
For one moment I turned my head away
Just long enough for you
To push me over board
In these waters
In these cold and suffocating waves
I will meet my final test
Will I go under
Will I go under
I will not
Survive this
I put the knife to my throat
Better a quick and painless death
Than to succumb
To the darkness below
How can I survive this
How can I make it to shore
I will meet my end here
I will draw my final breath
As I lock my eyes with yours
I can see the smile
Barely curling on your lips
With what intention
Have you sent me
To my resting place
In these waters
In these cold and suffocating waves
I have met my final test
As I go under
As I go under
Under...
Under the water’s surface
Under...
Under the roiling waves
I find my peace
I find my peace
Under the surface I find my rest