Love Is My Water

My soul is a cup and love is my water

I ache to be filled

To spill from the sides and refresh those around me who are so lost, so hurt

they forgot what water is

But my cup has a hole

And after a moment of Brimming bliss

I feel dull

And I've tried all I can to seal the crack

Attacked this problem from every side and Now I abide

Because I am lucky

My hole dwells above the base

so I can always save face because I will never be without

But on days of darkness I dance with Doubt and my desires

I ache to be filled.

Drugs drench me

But I refuse to abuse a substance

Just to keep myself full

I will pay the toll I have cast upon myself and roll along

But some days feel so long

And I ache

To be filled