The Fall

I open my eyes one fine day,
To find myself hanging on a cliff at bay
I focus my mind on how I got there
But fail as if my memory wasn’t there
I find it hard to understand, How I ended in an accident
The earth seems moving, the sky seems falling
I thought to myself it was heaven calling
I prayed my last as breath seems to fade fast
I felt happy to be free, as it would end all my misery
My fingers slipped, my strength dipped
And I started falling off the cliff
I dropped faster and my head felt lighter
Like an untethered kite or a swift feather
I saw myself going down a gorgeous ravine
N I rose like smoke from campfire fine
How great it felt to shed the load I dealt
To feel light as a bubble n get rid of the trouble
I crash on the ground and stare up the sky
To see my life flickering by
Today I see how empty I have been
And know I cant come clean
I lay life deprived, I know I don’t have a reprieve
I close my eyes and the last of my breath slips by…….

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