Edge of The World

I am standing at the edge of the world.
If I take this leap of faith,
I might finally begin to fly.

I have been prisoner to the world below
looking up to the sky
feeling so small

If I jump, will I survive?
What if Im not made to fly?
Will I plummet?
How deep would I dive?

The fear instilled in man
warns me of my misfortunes
the courage I seek to find
whispers sweet things to my soul

I am standing at the edge of the world
I took a leap of faith
and I am flying
never
looking
down.

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems. Just for fun. What do you think?