submerged

take a deep breath before the plunge

i could lose my identity and control so easily.
i feel myself slipping even these days.
so incoherant, my thoughts are so disconnected.

the days just pass by me.
i prepare for the future, but secretly i don't believe it's going to happen.
i need an anchor to hold me,
and i'm sorry, but you can't do this.
it's not a relationship thing.
it's an ayfa thing.
and i need to sort it out.

i'll find it.
i'll find it.
i'll find a way up to the surface.