"The Moment I Knew Something Had to Change" by Daniel New
The moment I knew something had to change, I
knew it was sink or swim. I had to take
charge and press a forward control to the
track and let the rage out of me. Fear is
useless here. The only way to leave is to
end the flow of emotions and pull the trigger.
The moment I knew something had to change,
I had a choice. But I let myself down
and I continued to drown. The fear of
never knowing isn’t comparable to the fear
of never breathing again. Will the next time
be the last time?