The undertow knows my name

VERSE 1

The undertow called me like an old friend’s voice.

Soft, dangerous, offering me no real choice.

I stepped in anyway, knowing what it cost.

Some dances you repeat, even knowing you’ll get lost.

VERSE 2

It pulled at my ankles, whispered “come back home.”

Like the deep had carved a claim into my bones.

But I’ve learned its rhythm, learned its hidden bite.

I don’t fear the dark water — I’ve made peace with the night.

CHORUS

The undertow knows my name, but I don’t bow.

I’ve been broken by the deep, but I’m stronger now.

If it drags me under, I’ll still find ground.

I rise through the dark with a thunder sound.

The undertow knows my name — but I’m not drowned.

VERSE 3

I move with the current now, not against its drag.

Let it test my balance, let it make me sag.

But I rise each time, stronger than before.

You can’t drown a man who’s already touched the floor.

VERSE 4

The sea remembers every scar it gave.

But I remember too — I’m not the same.

I’m mythic now, forged in the pull and strain.

The ocean knows my weakness, but it knows my name.

VERSE 5

So let it tug, let it try to reclaim.

I’m not its victim; I’m the one who changed.

I walk out dripping, but I walk out proud.

The undertow bows now — I don’t back down.