Adopted by the Ocean

 


It is broken all beyond repair

In your lies I`ve been ensnared

Every word of yours is hollow, fake

No, it wasn't my mistake! 

You are the living lie, existing for provoking 

In my wounds you enjoy poking

You say you would be true

But it would not be you

I was such a fool

I plunged into deep waters, cold and cruel

You said it was a shallow pool

It was indeed my school

I was drowning, headed for the bottom

You hoped that I`d be soon forgotten

Inhabited with monsters, dancing all around me

Happy for the food, happy that they found me

I learned to live without the air

I was not aware 

Drowning was my way of living

Of me you were building, weaving

A raft - that could always be prepared

To be torn apart, and to be shared

To be borrowed, to be sold

With which you`d make it through the waters cold

I was dead already lifeless

The spirit of the Ocean, pieces countless

Sewn together but apart

Without a soul, without a heart

On its own into the deep

Delirious, I felt as if I saw it in my sleep 

It took me as its daughter and it wanted me to keep

It knew my mother wouldn't weep

It helped me grow some fins and gills

The blue Ocean that would rather have me killed

I`ve learned to swim and breathe underwater

No help, lessons, tools. …And I fought her

My rival, enemy - the number one

The me that should have died and gone

It did not, it insisted so

I wouldn't give it a single go

I wouldn't let her tell me no

I wouldn`t stoop so low

It took some taming, quite some time

I had a version of you in me that was still alive

I threw so many stones at it

It seemed myself I only hit

I was alone in that bottomless pit

I wasn't able to survive, I wasn't fit

The darkness had become my home

Where monsters freely roamed

My flesh was eaten bit by bit

I hoped each sore would make me fit

Or formed into a shape

So I would scare them off, make them escape

I was an easy prey to them

I hoped there would be sent

A search party, or a rescue squad

As you did for those drowning in a puddle on a day hot

I wasn't qualified, I was not

But the others were - the ungrateful lot!

I continued life at the bottom of the Ocean

I learned to see in darkness, survive unbearable commotions

I`ve turned to fish, a monster, freak!

I have developed traits and limbs, of which nobody speaks

They are afraid of me, oh, now they are so scared

To all the worst things I get to be compared

You wanted to see if I could swim

The blame on me was pinned

I could be ground to dust

Cut me into pieces, if you must

Use me for the benefit of all the humans

They should be thriving, blooming

You wonder how and why I`m still alive

So deeply I could dive, stay there, still survive

The surface of the Ocean doesn't scare me either

The sun would not make me wither

Well-groomed prepared - these assumptions

In your lies, you can`t ensnare, no presumptions

I no longer want to be your raft, your tool

A stone around somebody`s neck - this is your life, your rule 

You still point a finger at me, pouting

It is my duty, now you`re shouting

You made a monster of me too! you are not included!

You are unhappy, rude, you don`t feel deluded!

Never! it was not your fault!

How would I be so bold?

As to place the blame where it belongs

It wouldn't right any of the wrongs

I belong to the deep dark Ocean

Your claims now suddenly suggest deservedness, promotion

Entitlement, and curses, accusations - I have sinned!

They are as futile as the wind

Your claims are worthless, you don't own me

They are as real as the love you`ve never shown me

It is too late pretending you`re related to me

It is too late to claim my powers, wisdom, money

It is too late, just know your place

I am a monster you don't want my wrath to face

Yes, I got stronger, I was adopted by the Ocean

If you try to harm me now, there will follow an explosion!

Yes, I got stronger, I am still alive

Not only did I make it at the bottom, now I can thrive!

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