As soon as I come up for air you drag me down below the waves, and all I can do is breathe.
My heart slowly comes to a cease.
My eyes close shut and for once I shed tears in hopes this will all end, but instead I get tossed around in the sand.
When will I fly?
When I can I escape this insufferable lie?
It's slowly suffocating me to the point of losing all motivation of life.
The light fading as I am being taken deeper once again, the thoughts in my head driving me to take the knife once again.
What do I have to do to win this?
Suddenly I am met with a cliff.
Before I can turn around a black stallion is rushing at me with his ears pinned, nostrils flared, panicked I look out at the cliff.
Where am I to go but down? No other way to go around.
The pounding steps of the stallion gaining and my heart just keeps spinning.
Anxiety rushes through my veins as I force myself off the edge and fall.
Afterall one can not become something new without falling and beginning again.
Awakening from this nightmare I watched the cycle begin again and my hands are tied behind my back once again.