And it was necessary
To seek oxygen again
To breathe deep out of the stifling air
You always drown me.
I know you do this
And I always let this go
I always run head first to your ocean
Deep waters I know not to swim in
Deep seas I never find the bottom of
Rip currents, they always unsettle me
Would you forever tsunami my afternoons?
What ocean in me let you rain over me?
A light conversation
Then becomes a torrential downpour
Expectations, disappointments, total inability or refusal to acknowledge any indication that these words and behaviors may be upsetting me.
But I wrestle my demons.
Did something in me collapse implode and sink so far down I can never appear without
The dragon skin shell that could protect me from your talons?