Open Waters

What did he tell you?

Did he expel you?

Resent, and fail you?

Exfoliate the fine natures of your inner wisdom and lustful pride

It’s suicide, how one can overthink, but thoughts never die

Soon, later reality comes knocking and you ask yourself

Who am I?

Watch yourself

These open waters are cursed by the one who cries

Dead inside

Waiting for God to reach down and to open their eyes

Sooner or later, we both have to realize

Under our demise

There’s no great success then this inner prize, that resides in you

Your heart

And one day it will be mine...