Bungee Jumping

Toes on the edge,

Peering over, the ground seems miles away

My heart quickens, my breath weakens,

I leap, eyes wide open to the possibilities

There is always the chance of failure

Of doom, ending, slamming into the rapidly approaching land

It’s the rush of maybe that makes it all exhilarating

To fall knowing that you may not fly is freeing

I plunge into a cloud of oblivion