Discarded by world

   Have you ever just reached up, hoping someone grab hold before your head went under, drowning? Then seemingly the entirety of the world steps onto your head to push you under. Further, with tireless persistence Ensure you can't get back up for a breath of air? Seemingly or outright overtly. As if there were a secret campaign, evidence of a secret contest? Hidden from your perception behind your peripheral. Awarding whomever causes and Witnesses your  lungs to empty of air and inhale the black Abyss, fading from site, into the cold depths of despair. You ever feel like that? Discarded or pushed into a corner as if you're in the way? You just desperately want to get free of the trap, the darkness. To breath and stand in sunlight and feel its warmth. To feel the air fill your lungs. Free, needed, wanted, of value?

     Thats so serendipitous! Me too!