From the abyssal depths I ascend.
Seized with a primal urge for self-preservation.
Indignation propels me further towards salvation,
Beyond crippling insecurity and heartache.
The surface tension gives way to my fortitude.
That first sputtering breath of hope is long overdue.
On the horizon, a future of indeterminable definition.
It lays before me, prostrate and ready for the seizing.