And I take the leap:
This is what flying feels like
One voice says to me
This is what falling is
Another voice says
And I sometimes
wonder
which voice I should listen to
Those are the days
I wonder
what flying feels like
I wonder
if I could feel the air in my face
in my hair
spreading my lips into a smile
Or if all I could feel was an impact
A shattering of bones
A skip of the heartbeat
and then
no more....
Was it even worth jumping in the first place then?
If my life last only mere seconds
why even consider it?
But I think has something to do
with the difference
between
living
and
barely
surviving