Save Me From Prostration
i collapse inward on myself
trying to consume the world with me
a black hole of sorts
slow motion, a crescendo,
building and building but never reaching its peak
just missing the mark going back down to a small trickle of noise
only to attempt a crescendo again
again, again
“why are you destroying yourself?”
you save me.
words flow from you like water
a soft trickle, a strong stream
you’re a waterfall
strong, energetic, remarkable, wide
you’re a still river
serene, ethereal, fragile, colorful
you have definite volume but no fixed shape
the epitome of free
my aspiration to be you. the hold you have on me
i admire the course you’re on
i admire your flow
“can i share your course with you?”
yes, let’s go
what was a mighty delta, is now venom spreading on a page
swallowing everything.
consuming me whole.
the dam at the mouth of the river has fallen
there’s nothing i can do
as i watch your mighty waters become a menacing force of nature
everything in your path crumbles down
I am next
there’s nowhere to run. nowhere but you.
I’ll let myself drown with the comforting memories of your waterfall
the river, serene and ethereal
you destroyed me, but I was going to destroy me too
this is the crescendo
a beautiful build, a mesmerizing peak
such fragility all comes down
I was made to collapse; I was made to drown.