Crone

It’s alright, I can’t believe I finally made it this far
At what great length I’ve prayed, I finally learned to let it go
I swam against so many ocean currents to get here
And my arms aren’t nearly tired yet
And the undertow, it means nothing
Caught in the undertow over and over again
Nothing can drag me down
Nothing can pull me under
When I held on, I could have drowned
When I held on, they spilled my young blood
I swam against so many ocean currents to get here
And my arms aren’t nearly tired yet
Caught in the undertow over and over again
Nothing can drag me down
Nothing can pull me under
Planted the demon seed
Fell out of the demon tree
Growing from the demon ground
Now I’m cutting the demon down
This is what it sounds like when
Self love and self hate do battle
Sound the alarm
Run for your life
The diamond glare of the sun rests on the ocean with waves cresting above me
I can see it’s rays piercing through the water as I sink into the birth
To be born anew
With no memory of you
Caught in the undertow over and over again
Nothing can drag me down
Nothing can pull me under
Caught in the undertow