Drowning

Falling …

Limbs of the imagination dancing to the pull and push of the cosmic waves of free thoughts

Dancing involuntarily

Swaying

The fins of caution are pulled out

Spine recording the vibrations of influence peering through the water of misdirection

I sway

I fall

I drown

In the power of free thoughts

Swallowing the chlorine of truth

Falling deeper

As I try to paddle with my shoulders

Limbs are no longer mine

And my voice drowns in submission

And pride dilutes in the deep blue sea

And as I fall

The sky above and my lies on the surface of truth seem to form one

I fall

Can’t swim anymore

Can’t lie anymore

Can’t hide anymore

For truth pulls me further

And I speak scriptures of all I’ve withheld

As I drown …