The Water
I used to hate the rain.
Younger it brought nothing but being
Uncomfortable in my skin
So self conscious and small
Every time it rained I opted to stay in.
A heavy storm planted land mines
I tiptoed around myself
Trying to be hugged by a claustrophobic rainfall
I pushed away the cleanse.
How hard could it be to let the river take the fear?
My brain is the ocean
I was an apex predator
But also my easiest prey
And I didn't realize I couldn't swim
Until I was already drowning.
Submerged in rolling clouds and
Harmonious ear candy
The sky is crying
I wish the rain was resin
To encapsulate a collective core memory.
A needed hydro therapy.
Energy tsunami held my soul in it's eye
Washed away imprisioning body pollution
Sweet release of pre learned inhibitions
I am the water I once loathed to be in.
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