Here Comes the Deep
Stop Running
The Deep is always with me
Tied tighter than a shadow
Embrace familiar as a kiss.
It slides behind my eyes
Stealing sparkles soaking joy
Speaking its truth with subtle hiss.
From outside it seems I function
Collected calm involved with life
Inner me is dodging from its touch.
Despair, depression? Whatever you say
Naming isn’t cure or balm
Sinking into it and sleeping wouldn’t take much
Who and why? How do I fight it?
Does it matter if I stop?
Sink into cold and final embrace?
I’ve known contentment, joy and laughter
Know also fear and hope and pain
The Deep swallows futures and leaves no trace.
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Judey Kalchik
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