A thousand miles up, so very high.

If I fall, I’ll probably die.

I look down, the size of it all.

This is the fear. The fear to fall.

 

A giant cliff, and I hung on.

Clutching the rocks, to not be gone.

So very afraid, as I recall.

This is the fear. The fear to fall.

 

Looking out of a window, a sucking drain.

To fall through, would bring much pain.

Below the people, and cars so small.

This is the fear. The fear to fall.

 

To fly a plane, and to look around,

it’s so beautiful, until I look down.

A gulp in my system, like I swallowed a ball.

This is the fear. The fear to fall.

 

Falling through darkness, and infinite space.

I cannot be scared. I have to face.

To not be afraid, a concrete wall,

That separates peace, and the fear to fall.

 

But even though, no one will have cared,

if I overcome this, I won’t be scared.

No matter what happens, I won’t be afraid,

for I have did it, and have gotten paid,

and will be scared none at all,

of the fear to fall.

 

Written by Jonathan