Crippling Foundations

Crippling my very foundations down to a broken glass heart of where i can no longer put back the pieces for they cut my hands and i am drowning in my sorrow and i am gasping for air but cut the inside of my throat instead with the pieces that were scattered around me inside of the water and i am moving downward but upward, downward but upward, as in im in that little space bubble moving downward inside of the water as i feel like im moving upward and down and down and down i go with the air pressure tighting up the space within the space bubble, curling me up into a ball and down and down and down i go until POP! Im gone, my sparkling blood flows around the bottom of the ocean with the moonlight shining down onto the pieces and the pieces reflecting that light back up into the sky as stars and you, looking up at that sky, not even realizing its me. Not as one, but as many...stars.