I loved the lake so deeply;
that I delved as far as
I could possibly go.
Then I laid on their bed
which was the lake's murky floor.
I was braver than sunlight
for lighting up such
a dark place.
I parted my lips
to drink in
their water
but they
refused to
become one with me.
The amount of time
I spent down there
is unknown for
the sun- the stars
had never been shown.
I admitted defeat
and began to swim
for the lake's
surface:
hoping that
I could return to
their shore.
However,
the lake felt
more so alone
now that their bed
was no longer my home,
and they tried to fill
my lungs with water
that tasted of regret.
They were too late
because by now I had
learned how to hold my breath.
Vanesa Reeves
40