Splat
I curled tight pulling all that was me into myself unsure there was anything left to save not wanting to expose any part of myself to press so tightly that i cease to be. let me be dirt and a drop of water to mix into the earth re-evaporated become a cloud and float to a new life Drop down and re-emerge a drop of self A soul seed I'm not sure that isn't what does happen drops of souls filling the mist blown about then splat and begin the search again for self.