It must be serene.
It must be nice,
Being so sure-
So calm...
Just knowing exactly how you want to go.
The way your heart drifts.
You must be at peace.
You must know peace-
As you fall,
Right before the impact.
As you grab at the fingers.
As you hope that you're through.
As you watch the trees drift by.
As you watch your life fly away.
As you take the plunge.
Knowing that finally,
Finally you'll be able to rest.
© Karia FelWell