Taunting ribbons of word crash.
Haunting blood colored water soaks.
The water is only waist deep.
You can't drowned in something so shallow.
Lay down in the cool water.
Grasp at the last strings of sanity.
The reeds call your name
Sweet one, shy one,good one now lost.
Lotus covers your mouth.
The feeling of the living is lost between your lungs.
Not the daisy chain around your head can keep you a float.
Not the will of your brother, your father or your mother.
Lay you down in the water now.
Let the tears, blood, pain be washed away.