Vertical trip

on

I’m falling down

I’m ready to hit the ground

I have no regret but one

I know what coming up now

I took the leap by myself

I know this is my final breath

The last moment

The final landscape

Death can be so poetic

So peaceful

Yet so dramatic

This was my choice

I can’t explain how I feel

No good or bad

Not melancholic or sad

No euphoric, no relief

Seven floors of distance

That’s my final walk

Amongst rocks and shatter glass

I should stop my fall

I’m falling down

It’s taking me forever to hit the ground

I can’t wait for the next life

I’m not saying good………….

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