Riptide

Blood suspended
In the surf
Drifting on the riptide
Saltwater
Selling my soul
For scant sustenance
Swimming in circles
Searching for simplicity
I am yours
I am yours
But I am a slave, too
To art, always
And never again
I am yours
I am yours
But I am a burden, too
To patience, always
And never again
Will I bleed for nothing
I will breathe
I will breathe
But I will choke, too
On words that sting
On melodies too morose
To be sung
I will breathe
I will breathe
Until the flood arrives
To claim its quarry