Jump

The wind is strong, as if ready

For what they will have to see

My feet are wounded from journey

I spread my arms freely

I looked down, rocks falling from my feet

Its a high jump, to myself i repeat

I'm waiting for you to stop me

When I fall, are you there to catch me?

i glanced back one last time

hoping to see your there

I teared as i saw not even a single face

this is it, im tired of this chase

i took one deep breath

then jumped into the air....

i was hanging...

wanted to go back to know if he's there..

too late..

i already ended my fate..

i felt i was nearing ground

i looked at the skies one last time

catch me, i whispered..

then silence..