Tonight I appear bigger through the false perspective of my broken mirror.

I find my eyes but they cannot see the space inbetween the sky and the sea directly ahead staring back at me, and as my eyes try to scour through the night for the ledge thats out of sight, my legs begin to push while the wind gives me a shove, then suddenly I'm  flying at full speed over the ocean towards the edge just up ahead.

Should I not discover a way to get myself down and back onto solid ground, I'll fly off the horizon into the void, consumed by the unknown. But I have gone too far, and should I gain my mind again, I'll slip and fall into the water beneath my feet, and there alone I will drown.