I float amongst the carnage.
The wreckage, the debris, the ruins.
All that is left of the once beautiful.
I am drowning. Slowly but inevitably.
My strength fails. My fingers lose their grip.
I am slipping.
Further and further down into the abyss I go, hidden underneath the destruction and chaos.
Should anyone come and see, all they find is the mess.
But I am here. Just below.
But no one sees me. I am in the depths, waiting to spring forth.
Further and further I spiral down to the bottom.
Until nothing is left.