drowning

Footsteps on stone and glances at the sky 

You ripped open every stitch in my poorly sewn heart.
And yet somehow, kept me from falling to pieces. 

The cool darkness gave way to roaring water,

 I gladly drowned in the sights and sounds.
Who knows when I'll come up for air. 

P.S.

once upon a world, life was kind kinda hard.