And I'm falling

August 10, 2010
By classicStara PLATINUM, Potomac, Maryland
classicStara PLATINUM, Potomac, Maryland
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If I were to die, it wouldn't be by jumping.
I'm high on the cliff,
where the turquoise sea gently beckons to me.
I take deep breaths, and tell myself it will be okay.
I put one foot ahead of me, then another.
I look down, close my eyes and I leap far from the cliff.
It's not slow,
like some people say.
And I'm not screaming, I just wait for the rush to hit me.
It's fast, and too suddenly, I hit the water.
My bathing suit feels like its being pulled away,
and so much force goes up my nose.
I go up the cliff again,
this time unafraid.
This time, wanting to see everything as I go.
I jump, and embrace the whistling wind,
and the thrill of just falling.
But again, I realize, I've hit the water too soon.
I didn't see the world around me,
and I couldn't hear the people shouting.
I look up at the cliff, and become aware,
that I can jump a thousand times,
and still it wouldn't be enough.
So what if I jumped, so I could die?
That would be it.
I would hit the ground,
only to never jump again.

The author's comments:
I've experienced falling, and its fast. Nothing is in slow motion. And its scary, even if you know you'll make it out alive. Its for people who think about jumping. Everything goes too fast, and you won't get a second chance

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