And to dive into the ocean would be less exhilarating Exhale with no chance of inhaling Far below the surface, I cannot see what lies ahead of me, what lurks beneath
Thrashing and flailing and pining for air Searching for safety--alas, it's not there Hopelessness conquers the will to be free Open my lungs and concede to the sea...
of the fear of entering a relationship--the death of the individual as one enters a partnership.