The Essence Of Who I Am

I never thought much about water until our house flooded one morning 

There was a horror knowing you couldn’t do anything to stop it 

I now divide my things into two categories 

Things that can be ruined by water and things that can’t 

Unfortunately, the latter was sparse 

Even my clothes were ruined 

You wash them every other week and they are ok

But letting them sit in flood water destroys them 

It’s company turning them gray 

Mold started to creep up the walls 

Hidden from site

But without water, you die 

With water, you die 

The ocean holds too much meaning 

Over years and years and years it eats away rock 

Destroys cities 

And worst lives 

I have nightmares about drowning 

Really it’s just not breathing I’m scared of 

How can you love something that kills you 

How can you hate something that keeps you alive

M.A.P