It’ll surface soon

And once it does

It will never fade away.

The small little puddle

Will flood into an ocean,

A deep ocean,

A bottomless ocean,

And you can only tread for so long

Until you start to tire out

And sink into the void.

There is no light or warmth

Where you’re going.

Even when you tried to dry up

That small little puddle,

That towel will eventually be eaten alive

And that small little puddle

Will grow

Into an unstoppable monster

Where all reasons to love

Are silenced.