Poetry

Free Falling

Free Falling

a Poem By Raquel Swann
I stand from this skyscraper and 

Watch people miles down 

As if they were ants scouting for food 

They can’t see me 

From this distance 

Nor do I believe they care 

They all seem so happy

Content moving from 

Place to place 

I desperately want to join them 

The elevators are broken 

The building is on fire 

And I don’t know if 

I’m ready to jump. 

It’s now or never 

Perhaps, I’ll just be another victim

Of fear. 

I cannot allow myself to feel this way 

Anymore. 

I decide to hurl myself into the void 

Unaware of awaits me. 

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