I kick my legs and flail my arms,
Trying to stay afloat.
I take a deep breath as I watch my friends
Fall down the river with our boat.

The rapid shoves a wave towards me.
I breathe in and close my eyes.
The water crashes up over my head,
And I see short glimpses of my life.

I'd ventured out into the river
With some friends that'd invited me.
The river was smooth for most of the way.
We were ready for something less carefree.

We'd reviewed that when we hit a rock,
The boat would then soon flip.
I heard our guide yell, "Highside left!"
And the boat began to tip.

I knew exactly what was to be done.
I'd move to the side with the rock.
I was already there, at the left of the boat.
I'd jump to the left, was I not.

But while I did know that I was not to move,
Once I'd heard the command from our guide,
I'd quickly forgotten which way was left,
And instinctively jumped to the right.

Why did I do that? I screamed to myself
Immediately as I got there.
I tried just as quick to climb back to the left,

But I'd slipped off and drifted elsewhere.

I found myself in a (WIP)

Just remain calm, I tell myself.
Panicking won't do any good.
It won't be long until they (WIP)