Washes Me Downstream

The water has touched me in more places than you have.

Even when I'm hurting the ocean doesn't cower away,

it slams into me, breathtakingly and drives away the pain.

My feet sink into the muddy water,

and the river washes me downstream,

but no where to hurt me,

only to let me be.

You can learn a lesson from the water,

and how it caresses my soul;

About how you never loved me,

in the ways you should, but I never told.