Runneth Over

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

In a sea of heavy anchors, you must learn to tread the deep,

For those who see you sinking have their own desires to keep.

They will reach for you while drowning, press you down to catch their breath,

Using you to stay afloat while leaving you to face the tide alone.

Learn to swim.

When your cup is running over with nowhere left to pour,

Yet a world of empty hands lines up and demands a little more,

Learn to swim.

When the water fills your lungs, and your life falls at the seams,

When you hide a silent shattered heart behind a smile that gleams,

Learn to swim.

For the giver knows the burden of a world that only takes;

You must build your own safety above the rising lakes.

Learn to swim.