I like this one

A lot, actually.


In sleep, in sleep, there is constant wonder
As to what may happen upon our adventures
It is simple to say that a chance is a chance
For quality direction avoids us on its whim
And there is wonder upon the event horizon

There is water above me, a foreboding green
There is water below me, darker than my dreams
There is water around me, it surrounds me
Air will escape me, that damning queen

In sleep, in sleep, I have no companion
My mind is confined within a foul web
For when it seems to imagine most vividly
As only my mind can do abounding and free
It is repressed into a state of a blank slate

There is water above me, an unseeming light
There is water below me, Poseidon's great might
There is water around me, bound to its course
Air will escape me, and I cannot fight

In an act which does unwell for any
There is ever a story hidden below
To solve a conundrum of epochs and ages
One must consider all which surrounds
All that is covered, and all that is clothed

There is water above me, and I am afraid
There is water below me, my vision concave
There is water around me, no ground here to save me
And inside me is water, creating and binding