Sometimes i imagine myself on a ledge
feeling the breeze through my hair as i slowly jump
as my arms reach and stretch
i feel my heart beat like a pump
i jump of the high dive imagining it as a water fall
the beauty and the sight of the jump makes my heat skip beats
the adrenaline hit me like a baseball
as i made my way into the water in defeats.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem