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I've once again lost my grasp on the thin reality that exsists in the minds of the people of this world. I'm plunging down again, into the dark abyss that is my mind. It was those first few word that cause my fingers to slip from their tightened hold on the balchony rail. As realization set in, the world grew dark and blackened. My railing still there, my fingers loose and sliding further. Finally, fully aware, a small gasp escapes my lips, my hand releases for only a moment, and I fall. I let out a silent, desperate scream. Both arms flailing above my head, hoping to regain my position of uncertainty in the world. It's to late, the railing has faded, and I fall. All around me blackness, nothing but the dark. There's a small light coming from inside of me, for I still see myself, but, soon, that dies and fades. I fall, and fall, and fall, forever I am falling. Suddenly mist comes up, as an ice cold brick hits my back. The pain of impact, I am oblivious to it. The water swells with my emotions, in the highs and lows. I take advantage of those few times my head is above water long enough for me to breath, and simply try to survive the rest. As I reach a low, the water reaching up, swallowing me whole. I plunge far into it's depths, suspended admist the blackened, frozen emotions. The waves of emotions knock me down and around, hurting me all that they can. Pushing and pulling, all I can do is stay. Paralyzed with shock and fear, I go down again. I see a light, an angel. As he nears I realize, he's not what I think he is, the one who pulled me to the railing, and let go.