Crush #

Variances in equilibrium can be fatal.

The slightest excess tipping the balance will throw the weight bearer to the sharks.

I sunk once and now speak from the pit of experience.

A place where rain ascends and pain transcends.

It was her eyes, and I drowned at first sight.

I’d occupied depths so desperate light shied from its corners, yet she managed to pull me deeper than I’d ever been.

And as I sunk deeper in her, and the pressure built to a critical point
I found myself in a soothing environment.

Yet, what once nurtured me was now killing me, and I found myself below the collapse depth, crushed in a place from which I was no longer in a position to recover from.