A Prophecy, A Promise (2009)

Tears do not befit you, darling
What troubles are so overwhelming that you would weep so?

Is it the ocean going home?
Or the tide of realization receding,
Leaving you cold and aware of your faults?

A baptism of knowledge and newfound morality is sweeping you
Like a frothy wave sent to consume the shoreline
And all the water you imbibed whilst drowning
Now streams down your face
In a flood of clarity and self-discovery
Despite the tears stinging your eyes
You see clearly for the first time

And it hurts 

The pain of regret weighs upon your lungs
Choking at every word you try to form
For lack of oxygen or better judgment
The truth hurts and sometimes it kills
At least now you know of your sin

But I know none of this is true yet

I know you are still drowning
All I can do is pray is that you learn to swim
But this is a prophecy 
Better yet, a promise
Someday soon the ocean will spit you out
From the depths where it held you for far too long
And you will fill your lungs with sweet air once more

This is a prophecy, a promise