...never actually reaching the bottom. 

  You know sometimes when you fall you try to hold on to something -ANYTHING- that's on you way to stop you from falling or easing the fall? Furniture, curtains, sometimes other people. You just try to grab on to anything to try to save you, but you either end up tearing away at the items and taking them with you when you fall. Sometimes people fall with you and now you are both in that state, without you purposely initiating it. But you still hold onto dear life whenever you fall and the panic never changes. 

  I feel like I am in that panicky state of constant falling and trying to hold on to something, anything, for as long as I remember myself. People come and people go, sometimes I grab them by their cloths in order to save myself. Very rarely are they strong enough to curb my fall. Most times I either tear away a piece of their clothing and still fall, or I end up overtaking them and make them fall with me.

