time ticking slowly
seconds passing by
until it all stops
to let the person fly
screams heard from below
begging them to stop
crying, yelling, shouting
but it has already begun
hands shaking
legs trembling
hair blowing in the wind
someone runs over
looking up with sad eyes
a frown on their lips
'Don't do this'
it was too late
one step was all it took
one breath
one second
and then they were gone
