I've lost control over my thoughts and over myself,
I used to be strong but now I am not.
I've lost my grip on the little ledge I was hanging off of,
And as I fell I bumped into old habits I thought I got rid of.
All I wanted,
And all I needed was to have control over the one thing I thought I owned.
I wish I could say that control is overrated,
but it is not.
I hit the water below with a hard splash.
I'm going under.
I'm drowning.
I've lost all control and now I'm drowning.
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