Sometimes death is not the worst case

Sitting, foot swinging,

two stories high.

Wind blowing,

swaying,

relaxing,

sweating,

while looking down...

Fear of falling,

but this heart is steady-

Breathing in,

Breathing out,

anxiety dying.

Night sky,

dear friend,

letting scars and wounds fade,

overcoming nightmares,

otherwise,

don't deserve the next step.

Leap of faith;

falling,

dying,

yet never been so alive