I fell.
My saviors grip too loose.
Mine looser.
It was almost willingly.
I slipped from their arms.
I make my descent to the ground.
I hit.
Everyone crashes.
The world goes dark.
I landed back on the water.
I find myself once again, drowning.
It's funny how we never truly leave anything behind.
It's funny how our past always seems to come back.
Isn't it?
I'm drowning.
I am staying in this spot, where my hell begins to finally come into focus.
I fell