Descent into that cold dark place
Deep beneath the waves
Brings all the fear I’ve ever known
Into my reality.
Looking down that dark dark field
At the hand reaching up
An angel beckoning me to come
An angel of death.
The cold is harsh this far below
And the pressure pushes in on me
All around there monsters be
Hidden in the dark.
Nothing in this life prepared
Nothing made me ready now
But here beneath the murky waves
I have entered in.
Into my own heart I went
Deep into the dark
All the demons swim around
Just out of sight.
The panic and the fear are fierce
The terror never been more real
Deep down in my own sad heart
I cannot feel the sun.
unapologetic and real…not for the faint of heart…makes all the forgotten scars burn again.
Take care, Que