When he came into the picture
I was sitting there all alone and I could see
He was embaressed, ashamed
A bone stuck in my side rib
Trying to be dislocated
as clean as can be
But as time progressed he jabbed it further into the opening of my brain
The pain burst forth, the blood set free
I would resist the penetration
But sometimes gave in
Because there were two worlds to explore
Wanting to hold on or wanting to believe
With every upper jolting I would cry those tears
Because I don't know it was scary to move foward in seas of green

And the remains of me is a stitched up calloused hole
That ended the suffering
And ended the sea below