Lying in the depths.

Poetry, by a grieving, processing kid.

Lying in the depths.
Lying in the depths of your brain, memories of which you wish to forget.
Lying in the depths of your eyes, emotions clawing to be set free.
Lying in the depths of lies, the truths that reveal themselves to you when you're at your best.
Lying in the depths of trust, the betrayals that work to cover it.
Lying in the depths of courage, fear and hesitance rule with grasps of steel.
Lying in the depths, you discover something that shatters your whole reality.
Lying in the depths of your mind, trauma resides and afflicts your days so subtly, you don't even notice.

Lying in the depths.