Keep Myself Alive

You wouldn't figure that as you cross the thin barrier between life and death, you can choose a do-over. You know, trial number two. Nobody would think of that possibility, would you? 'Course not. It's unheard of. It's always been Heaven or Hell. Blessed or not. Sleep peacefully or roam the world forever. Insert whatever other analogy here.

Anyways, I hadn't thought of that either. But it's a thing. That's why I'm here. Why I'm... Walking. Talking. Breathing.

Not drowned.

Crazy, I know. But it wasn't easy. It wasn't just, "oh look I'm back alive even though they checked my pulse two fucking days ago and I was dead," no its not easy at all. You've got to fight for it. And quick.