Cam waters

@ calm waters @

Calm waters run deep
And what those depths hold
Where cold and black
Beyond where sunlight peek
The warmth exhausted
Instead stores of frustration
A sense of growing alienation
The water deep if stirred
Revolts against intrusions raw
As if a saw dragged across
Nerves open and sore
A spewing rising mass
Sentiments held down
In a rising water sprout
Ascend to higher ground
All about are drowned and lost
Smiles carried washed away
Calm waters a maelstorm become
Ready to destory the unwary.