Falling

Why is satisfaction so fleeting?
Pain sinks in
Reminds you that you're breathing
We drown to feel alive

Insecurity is secure
Instability is stable
You know what you feel
when you're falling down.

Good is like water
how do you describe its essence
without the thirst, the desert?

Now I have to linger
back in this unstable
cradle the remembrance
that worth living for.