Head still in the sky, trying to land back on ground
Heavy turbulence
No escape now

‘My ride or die’ I thought,
‘You’ve got my back’

My mind focuses on the passing turbulence

Holding our arms out to the sky
Engulfed in the feeling of the wind.
Laughing and cherishing the light bubbles of laughter

Little did she realize she was the fool
Her throat chokes up dark viscous tar
She’s back in the same bathroom
Looking back at her despising eyes

Her reflection says it all.