I lay at my side, shivering from fear of the unconsciousness. Still very lucid, fully comparable and frigid from the chill I feel. My side presses against the weight of the steel, it melds and moves in the airy bend. I make my eyes towards the wall, its as if its a gaping hole that I could reach out into but do not. Feeling that hand at my back, it pressing onto my skin as moments seem like hours. It whispered to me, a threatening tone of which I never imagined could be reality. I am among the stars, but struggle in search of the true potential within my vast soul. I haven’t seen anything like this, I haven’t experienced this much freedom. I don’t know where to place my hands, I think its ok to fall now. But one wonders, will I ever take the leap.
Contributor- Chris Ballenger