You beg me
To sink
Into your
mudhole
Do not
trivialize me
I stand
firmly on my shore
If your
waves cannot overcome
My undertow
Stay away from my swell
I refuse
To let you
pull me down under
I refuse
I hold the light for you from the shore
Today, you choose to look the other way
One day, you will choose to clear your eyes
From your mud and look into the light
Will it blind you or will there be more light
