There is no calm in the waters you swim.
I pray you are not consumed by shadows 
when all the lights around you start to dim.

Tread, until you feel aching in your limb(s).
The lesson you find in the shallow shows
There is no calm in the waters you swim.

Your fears are the demons you can’t out swim
But remember, this is the life you chose,
So let the lights around you start to dim.

Saltwater will fill your lungs to the brim.
How long until your eyes finally close?
There is no calm in the waters you swim.

You’re trapped in an ocean with a sand rim
stuck with the silent noise of darkness’ soughs 
as all the lights around you start to dim.

When you finally drown, it will be grim,
but who would miss a body no one knows?
There is no calm in the waters you swim 
when all the lights around you start to dim.

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Sometimes, I throw caution to the wind. I find the worst in others and infect myself with it, most of the time my body just absorbs all those awful things but some days I am not as fortunate. I watched those I loved hurt me and I did nothing in retort. When he hit me, I did nothing, not out of fear but out of love. Hurting him, hurt me more than his actions did. Letting him cut me and tear me apart was more of a theurapudic process than a painful one. Bruises, no matter how black and blue they were, amounted to nothing in comparison to the ones on his heart. It wasn't until he killed me that I came to learn: 

                                               love should not hurt me like his hands do.