Her soul was too deep to explore by those who swam in shallow end
but somehow he swam too dep,
explored the bottom of her see slowly
made her feel human amongst mermaids
like some kind high power,
he ruled over her entir being
but then she realised…
she had suffered a speech seasoned with likes,
kissed lips dressed in love and topped by pride and filth
she hugged her emptiness every night
fierceness and tenderness under the same breath
he never for once made her feel good enough
did he think she was?
or did she loose her worth along the street?
she doubted her tears when they fell
until she heard the wind whisper….
“you dont need tha kind of love”