The Plunge

So here I take the plunge again,
somewhere between myself and who I used to be.
Break the surface of the water,
and dive deep.
Deafening stillness,
I would not agree with my words.
Break the surface
of the skin.

Everything and everyone I know
comes back down to you.
A mold of my former self.
The broken pieces
float alone,
drifting out into nothingness.
So here I take the plunge again,
back turned,
eyes closed.
Break the surface of the water
and drown away my tears.

Lights flash and music beats through my heart,
the very marrow of my bone.
It's not enough to save me.
I close my eyes again
and feel the poison blurring my senses.
A glimpse of who I want to be,
and in the morning,
the sobering truth.
And it all comes down,
falling,
tumbling,
crashing,
back down to you.
All of it comes back down to you.
Extend my arms out at my sides,
feel the sunlight on my face,
and here and now I take the plunge again,
a tiny piece of my former self.