If suffering was water

If suffering was water,
We'll need to drink to go numb.
Not too little or too much,
The right amount to overcome.

If suffering was water,
Some will try to brave the tide.
Weather storms to prove their mettle,
Sinking in the name of pride.

If suffering was water,
It makes sense it seeps through stone.
Even mighty castles crumble,
It time corroded to the bone.

If suffering was water,
You'll start to see when people drown.
Past anchors wrapped tight around them,
Heavy weights that drag them down.

If suffering was water,
Swimming won't be taught at school.
Some will say that they can teach you,
To leave you forsaken in a pool.

If suffering was water,
Some people would be dripping wet.
Leaving traces where they go,
Evidence of where they went.

But if suffering was water,
We would still need it to survive.
A burning thirst to know our limits,
A reminder we're alive.

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