as i sit listening to the creek.

i hear the voice of nature echoing.

i find myself here alone.

without the simplest of pleasures.

im learning that its not all me.

it cannot be all me.

i have to let things go.

before i drown in the rapids.

the chill of the water on my feet.

its the same chill within my heart.

i find myself angry.

without the littlest love or forgiveness.

it wasn't all me.

i wish that they could see.

before i drown in her rapids.