Jumper

You stand at the edge and you look down.  The drop is soooo inviting.

Its almost as if its speaking to you. "Come on in...the water's fine."

And you want to take the plunge into the abyss.

Drink up the cool refreshing exit..

You teeter on the edge...teasingly.  You totter back and forth, back and
forth.  You feel the wind nudging you closer to the brink.  You feel its
soft push.... It whispers to you "go on"

What harm could it do?

What is the worst that could happen?

You want it very badly....the finale...

You want to feel weightless and free

Jump!!

All obligation leaves you...

You are flying....And you spread your arms wide...welcoming the end..

Then there's nothing.  No feelings of letting go.  No feelings of relief.

Its just you and death.  And you've earned it...