Explains A Lot

We were at a softball game.

Well,
we were
no where
near it.

We were
on top of a
shed,
looking down.

It was about
10 feet
up.

I got
a lil too close
to the edge.

Gravity
took hold.

When I awoke,
I tasted
gravel
in my mouth.

It was actually
bits
of my
teeth.

My head began
to hurt.

I heard the crack
of the bat.

Someone hit
a home run.

I got up
and walked
toward the screams.

My mind
stayed there.