_dallas_

Inching towards the ledge, looking up. Never down. Oh, how I wish to jump. Not to die, plummeting to the Earth. No, to soar. To fly. Arms stretched. To understand the feeling of defying gravity as my toes lift above the ground. My weight fluctuating against the air as the nothingness around me cannot hold me back. It cannot pull me down. The wind surrounding me, brushing against me, as I gain altitude. Nearing my destination with every second. Oh, how I wish to hide in the clouds. To observe from above. Space is my own. To live limitless.

This is just a dream. Keep me from the ledge, as there is no room for dreaming in this realm. Only for mistakes that inevitably result with me falling.