You created a void

And its emptiness started to fill:

But they lied to you

when they said you couldn’t breathe underwater.

And you can learn how to swim when you’re drowning

And since then, I’ve grown a thicker skin

So your icy waters can’t freeze me.

And every bridge you’ve bludgeoned can be repaired

Or we can just start over,

And let me stand

Because one day you’ll be too tired

To push me down, or grow thirsty

And drink it back

And either way, I’ve grown to love

Your frequent mood swings

And make light with the flames that fall from you,

A showy orange and red

That only burns itself out

And like a dead star, you hold fast to your own waning light

To make a colorful end

But charred: you quickly extinguish yourself

And slink away in embarrassment;

A sad kind without a crown

And you’ll get sucked into that black hole of your own defeat

And disappear.

But now, I won’t look for you,

Not even on the blackest nights.