I'm in a constant reverie,
Morosely contemplating the glistening, vivid sky
that contrasts with the remnants of earth and vibrant, coloured flowers.

I turn my gaze to the sea,
Not far off, that seems to splash and crash
In sync with the swaying leaves.

I imagine if the body of water were a physical being,
It would be more powerful than I.
Every muscle, every cell, feels weak within me.
Although if I had to pick between the sea and the sky,
I would have to choose the sky.

I'd feel the wind forcibly blowing my face as I
fly with no responsibilities ahead of me.
I could finally be free from every thought,
Every 'checkpoint', individuals expect me to achieve.

Since it's not possible, I decide to feel the thrill at least
Instead, by jumping off this obscure building,
where Mother Nature is fighting to take over.

But as my feet leave the ground,
I realise, no fall will truly free me
Maybe freedom is found within.