Before I Go

We do not know when we are going to leave this Earth, but we must always be prepared.

I have no last words. I take in the seashore scent around me, the seagulls and crashing waves are the perfect symphony. Bringing me serenity as though a lullaby. I stand on this rocky cliff, looking up and out before I close my eyes one last time. Will they miss me? Maybe. Did they care? Probably. What can they do? Nothing, absolutely nothing. And here I go; wind kissing my face, gravity bringing me into its embrace as I ... Jump..