The rest of the world is behind me.
There is nothing left for me there.
Everything is no longer in my control.
All I can control is this.

My toes curl over the edge.
My arms stretch out like wings.
The wind beats ageist me.
The rocks below point up, sharp and jagged.

My brain says no.
My heart says yes.
Memories of my life flood my head.
The betrayal and pain electrocutes my mind.

I can’t take it.
I’m loosing my will.
The fear runs through my body.
I have to hold my will power.

I lean forward.
My heals lift up.
My toes push off.
I close my eyes.

I fly.
I soar.
Through the definition of nothing.
There’s no going back.

I take in my last few moments of life.
The nothing.
I’m numb.
I’m…at peace.