If I were to look down before I fall, I'd see there's nobody left to catch me.
And I can't catch myself.

I saved myself so many times in the past year that it's become automatic - I'm my own hero and I put my feet back onto the ground before I even know I've begun floating away. I can fight all of them.

Except for her.
Her power over me never will vanish.
Whenever she pleases, she makes me her own - and I disappear, yet again.

So I sort of try. To remember. What I held onto before in order not to give in to her.

I can do it
But only if she'll let me.