There is a complexity in me.
My desires and reasoning for functioning
Are not all that clear or simple to
Others. You may see the surface on my
Eyes but, there is an ocean underneath.
One deeper, darker, wilder than you imagine.
Here I’m sinking the weight of my own
Thoughts bringing me down. The pressure
Builds as I go and in the blackness of
Myself I feel great creatures stirring,
Swimming past brushing me as
They go. It’s only a matter of time
Before one destroys me. This
Complexity will end me.