Vinegar to My Wound

I’m heading for brightness
I’m clinging for positivity
I’m dressing for acceptance
What’s good enough?
Something that isn’t me at all
I’m staying in my moment
Waiting for whatever to come
Waiting for pride waiting for a downfall
When it comes
I’ll be you escort to find me as I’m sinking to the bottom of the sea
Leave me there for a moment
Let my tears dissolve along with the water
And let my eyes be burnt by the saltiness
Put a hold on me as I swim back to the shore
Minute by minute
Second by second
Count away for it might be my revival
But for whatever to come
It’s just going to be vinegar to my wound