The water is good,
helps go back to the beginning
I remember my existence there
I went back 20 years,
time has no meaning
ticking crazy always
in the head
is the blue of my dread.
Used to have walls all tall
now nothing there
to absorb the fall.
Always thinking in rhyme
feel like I'm losing my mind
love to dive times five
1 in 9 is fine
love is sacred
double three following me
like the moon drowning
drowning in my sea
looking always
for the sky inside of me.
Ay, she makes me shy
but I need that light,
electric blue
I got the sound
like grey drizzle
drowning in shame
on my knees
begging an escape
looking always
straight at fate.

©JM.Cole