The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.

I look over, a sickening sensation, vertigo.

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

The board wobbles as I step to the front, a spitball

For rethinking the choice, warning me of the deep indigo. 

The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.

My final leap, my swan song for all.

Keep your judgements to yourself, let me go.

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

You know I’m afraid of heights, yet you’re enthralled 

At my suffering, even though we last spoke eons ago. 

The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.

The wind brings smells of lavender and honeysuckle, the gall, 

Yet it soothes, ebbing away at my steadfast ego.

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

A high dive, no more time left to stall.

The water shifts below, waiting for its precious cargo. 

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.