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MY PLIGHT



Not scared to slip,
Nor afraid to fall.

Not scared to swim,
Nor afraid to drown.

Scared of being the only one falling,
Better still being alone when I drown.

Afraid I wouldn't find anyone to ease the pressure of drowning,
Or provide a relief from my fall.

Frightened I wouldn't meet anyone at the bottom of the sea,
But would meet someone who's falling endlessly for another.

This is my plight,
My outmost grief.

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