A Letter To My Depressed Master

I can't seem to get, with regret, to where you hide inside.

You just keep pulling free.

I try and coax you back to love. Something won't let you see.

Even when it seems you'll follow my voice, you turn away from me.

There is no retreat and flee.

I won't let you accept defeat.

In the mist. back there, where you stare.

Through the gothic forest of your beautiful mind.

Something calls out to you. What it is? I can't hear.

Haunting, addictive, deceptive, compelling.

You blow like the wind as you go.

Leaving your trust in our love behind.

I call out to you relentlessly.

Why can't you see? You're my destiny.

Begging, pleading, and screaming your name.

All I want is for you to get better.

See the beautiful you once again.

Instead you swirl into a vortex of self-hate, spiritual mutilating pain.

I cling to you. I won't let you go.

It's crazy. I know.

You and I right back down this rabbit hole- in vain.

I told you once that you weren't an island.

What I meant my love, is you are so much more.

Consider the fish in the ocean as flying.

Above me your foundation seafloor.

You see my Master, we are one, And you are a mountain.

Not meant for a simple existence.

Head held high in the clouds as they fly through the sky

Above fertile waters so pure.

The life on your shores are strong and resistant.

You feel sick, but love is the cure.

I told you once that you weren't a fortress.

Your purpose is not only bleeding.

Healing the scars to rip them back open.

Even a savior needs saving.

Cum into me. Here you are free. I'll be your safety haven.

Rest your flesh in my nest and your head in my breasts.

Slide deep inside my walls tonight.

Drink from and swim in my river.

I'm your endless spring. If you wish, if you'd like...

You can stay for the rest of your life.