Jump

Now I'm standing on the ledge,

Leaning over,

Hanging by my fingertips.

All I have to do is let go,

So why am I having second thoughts?

Why do I get scared now,

When everything could stop?

Maybe I'll just count to three,

Breathe in deep,

And learn to fly.

Reviews

[Bowers]

I actually appreciate the piece, I do, to me the first line, says you are at the ledge its a drop off, you are near the end, but you are leaning over, almost as if you WANT it, EXPECT it, and that is powerful all in itself, you have the control over your life in this short moment, a CHOICE, whether to go for it, let everything go, and FLY (the death.... :( ... ) or to straighten up, and walk away unharmed...
This is a moment of life and death, you see? Thats how I perceive this piece, and I do love it! here is your option, to jump, to fly to the end, or to stop, as trepidation sets in.... you have learnt to fly with your words, and I admire that in you... a great piece, sorry I rambled :)

[Lucien Maier]

dark, the first line throws off the second though;
In the first you say you are standing, in the second you say you are hanging by your fingertips. It take some of the power out of your peace because you have me saying hey you were just standing. Maybe change the first line to something about general sadness.