Rock bottom to Quicksand

Rock bottom isn’t stone beneath my feet,

I hit the floor, it shifts under me,

Every answer sinks when I land,

I reach for ground—it turns into sand.

I dug through faith just to find a fall,

But deeper down there’s nothing at all,

Every last chance slips from my hands,

Like broken dust I can’t understand.

(Chorus)

I’m not fighting the fall anymore,

I’ve been down this road before,

If the ground won’t hold my stand,

I’ll learn to live in shifting sand.

There’s a silence pulling me down slow,

Like the ground swallows all I know,

I hit the end—or thought I planned,

But lines keep moving just like sand.

I tried to stand on what I once knew,

But every foothold breaks into two,

Even hope won’t hold where I land,

Rock bottom slips right through my hands.

(Chorus)

I’m not fighting the fall anymore,

I’ve been down this road before,

If the ground won’t hold my stand,

I’ll learn to live in shifting sand.

Now I’m learning how to breathe as I fall,

When nothing’s left there to catch at all,

If I’m sinking, I don’t need to stand,

I’m finding peace inside the quicksand.

(Bridge)

Maybe rock bottom isn’t a place,

It’s the moment you stop the chase,

When you let go of needing land,

And trust the fall you didn’t plan.

If I disappear beneath the doubt,

Maybe that’s where I figure it out,

Not every loss is something to mend,

Some are where the healing begins.

(Chorus)

I’m not fighting the fall anymore,

I’ve been down this road before,

If the ground won’t hold my stand,

I’ll learn to live in shifting sand.

Every crack and every scar,

Shows me who we really are,

I don’t need to understand,

I’ll find my victory out from the quicksand!