when times are stress

Flying
Standing at the edge,
I can see the city beneath my feet,
Wondering what it's like to fall into the busy streets,
Letting go of everything I've held close in my life,
And for once...just learn to fly
Would it be painless?
Will my memories flash before my eyes?
How would it feel like dancing vertically in slow motion,
Would it be beautiful from my point of view?
Or will horror and fear prevail?
Taking in an air of estacy as i'm trying to omprehend this,
I can feel my courage soaring now as the need for peace creeps desperately into my soul,
Nothing in the world could prepare me for this,
The beauty of falling into an eternal rest,
Where neither presure nor expctation exist,
No more pain,
No confusion and there it will remain.....
Peace....
Only peace.....

just something i wrote a long while ago to release stress.... poetry can help release stress eventhough it will not happen... hehehehe was trying out a new genre of poetry inspired by you... hehehe....