Falling is a horrible thing.

Strings of my heart unraveling.
My hope undoing.
Happiness escaping my grasp.
Faith tangled.
Love fading.
High above the open sea I am slipping about to fall in. And I can’t swim.
Looking around I see others. Their ropes holding strong.
Mine coming undone.
Strings of My heart unraveling.
My hope undoing.
Happiness escaping my grasping.
Faith tangled.
Love fading.
Crying.
Dying.
Falling is a horrible thing.