I'm sweetly dangling
from a sky scraper above
holding on with a tight grip
slowly the pain begins to come
I think I’m beginning to fall
My grip keeps getting looser
my hands begin to shake
seconds later my hand slips
I fall gliding through the air
not knowing what awaits me at the bottom
Scared; a little
Nervous; maybe
unsure; absolutely
then out of no where
the water hits my skin
it begins to sink it
I drink what is given
Take it all in
the rocks start to hit
the pressure is on
i take it in my hand
hold it up high
my body begins to float
down that stream
that i was once dangling from
its a battle all over again!
