She led me to a well dark and deep
The water appeared to be clear
The taste seemed ever so sweet
I drank until I felt I was full
I left with a rush of delight
The water gushed away from my pores
Empty and thirsty for more
I went to the well to get my fill
I drank all I could afford to hold
The sweet water turned sour
I felt a bitter taste in my mouth
Still I was thirsty and drank more
My soul was now bound to her
She laughed with bitter delight
I was her captive held by her sight
She lead me to another well
Deeper and darker than the one before
I drank though the water was tasteless
The water spewed out of my mouth
Like the fire from a dragon
It burned my flesh and those I loved
As my flesh was consumed in flames
My thirst became unbearably strong
So I returned to the water to drink again
She had driven me insane
Yet I knew I was to blame
For I drank the water she gave
With her or by myself
The water could not quench
The thirst now controlled me
I was a slave to my desire
The water could not quench the fire
Yet I drank daily as if it did
The water appeared to be clear
The taste seemed ever so sweet
I drank until I felt I was full
I left with a rush of delight
The water gushed away from my pores
Empty and thirsty for more
I went to the well to get my fill
I drank all I could afford to hold
The sweet water turned sour
I felt a bitter taste in my mouth
Still I was thirsty and drank more
My soul was now bound to her
She laughed with bitter delight
I was her captive held by her sight
She lead me to another well
Deeper and darker than the one before
I drank though the water was tasteless
The water spewed out of my mouth
Like the fire from a dragon
It burned my flesh and those I loved
As my flesh was consumed in flames
My thirst became unbearably strong
So I returned to the water to drink again
She had driven me insane
Yet I knew I was to blame
For I drank the water she gave
With her or by myself
The water could not quench
The thirst now controlled me
I was a slave to my desire
The water could not quench the fire
Yet I drank daily as if it did
Author notes
I'm a Jesus Freak. When Jesus met a woman at the well, he told her of water that would satisfy. Lust, fornication, self-gratification all leave one empty and thirsty.
"My people have committed two sins:
They have forsaken me,
the spring of living water,
and have dug their own cisterns,
broken cisterns that cannot hold water." Jeremiah 2:13
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Comments
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Very unique.
This one is very unique and yet it is so powerful in and of itself. I liked the passage from scripture that you quoted. That really added to the poem. -
Amazing!
Wow! This poem truly express your(and every other person's) thrist for lust, fornification, that which we know is wrong. You have expressed yourself rarely wonderfully. And guess what? You've given me hope. Hope that even though I can't seem to fight this battle on my own, I know that God hears me and will deliver from my iniquity.(Even if I was the one to put me in this situation!) Thank you for your wonderfully write. Thank youou for the scriptural reference as well. But most of all, thank you for giving me new hope. I pray that God continues to bless you and all those you come in contact with.




