floundered

for the time, I'll just look up from below. figure out all of those mistakes that I chose. a choice as it was. a time for the odds. put my soul into a wash tub just to bubble up my resolve. fractional use I saw too much of. I wish I'd never even called you a lover or friend. times wicked shower of calamities, a doubled edged bladed sword with horns to dredge my soul and twist my head. with both my eyes on top of my head, i'll see you as judgment beholds. forever fits all hatred in its fermented fluids bowl. time at the bottom has shown me the fins of a sharks back in red. sharp jacked teeth put me to my death, or beneath the sands of time, please show me how to live. a flounder swimming upright or one at the hammerheads sharpened sledge. I've got this, and I'm buried Alive to save what I am. floundered at the bottom to learn how to live. in time, I'll do it right or just all of this again. bury me alive to save me, my friend. floundered and never upright. both eyes on top of my head.