He falls
With eyes shut
And face relaxed
It happens: it must

He falls
Despite the scream
His mouth is closed
He feels like he's in a dream

He falls
He doesn't grab anything
He lets it happen
He's no longer hurting

He falls
The wind flowing through his hair
He feels light like a feather
Drifting almost everywhere

He falls
With no emotion
His body is numb
As he falls in slow motion

He falls
And he doesn't care
He doesn't know how his family will react
But does it matter if he won't be there?

He falls
Heart beating calmly
His eyes are just so heavy
In his head things are moving slowly

He falls
Does he regret it?
Is he afraid?
Maybe a little bit
But it's too late to go back

I wrote a really sad one shot and it has lowkey made me debate my life so here's a poem inspired by me... debating my life, I guess?