Oct 07, 2007 21:20
Head first, arms out into something I hate. Something that I know won’t let me make my grand escape. Anyway, I cannot fight; I might as well embrace. Hold my breath between my lungs and sink under its face. Submerged I am so soon to be, emerging I will not; I’ll let my fingers make a stand, while my legs hang still and rot.
Sometimes I forget my limitations; overstep them and underestimate my reactions. This leads to sinking under.
Make note.