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.