He stands on the edge,
Looking at the world in front of him.
He takes a deep breath
And slowly, he steps off.
He's falling to the world below.
Falling
Falling
Falling
.........
He gently touches the ground.
He looks up,
And feels the rush run through his body.
He closes his eyes and let's the fresh air touch his face,
And it's where he wants to be.
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 9:04 AM UTC
He stands on the edge,
Looking at the world in front of him.
He takes a deep breath
And slowly, he steps off.
He's falling to the world below.
Falling
Falling
Falling
.........
He gently touches the ground.
He looks up,
And feels the rush run through his body.
He closes his eyes and let's the fresh air touch his face,
And it's where he wants to be.
I don't know. Just something I wrote this morning. It's rough and needs work. Just felt like sharing.
