Open Pool

Been awhile since iv posted anything new but iv been inspired by recent events. Most of my poems are all written from personal experience. If you dont quite understand this one thats fine. My poems are for me to live, and for you to enjoy My soft breath against her neck warms her body Missing pieces of my soul drip down her spine; never reaching her ears. Followed by the incomplete truth's iv spoken and the feelings i cant explain. She'll never hear. My skin, withered from bathing in my pool of insecurities. I sink and drown. But she resuscitates me, giving me a new life. Public pool is now open. My feet dangle in cold relaxing thoughts. Im adjusting now. Just don't push me in.