i Step onto the Air

I stand on an edge, looking down

Unsure of what I see

Beneath me, a blur

Something overtakes me

I step onto the air, unsure

With seconds to think

My mind is black and white

I blink

Not fearful of death

Scared of what’s next

Saved or damned

Unclear, uncertain

Heaven or hell

I obsess,

Then reassess

Am I unworthy,

Or unwilling

Justified or guilty

Apostate or regenerate

Falling faster

I become peaceful in doubt

Accepting my fate

A smile on my mouth

My final moment,

Fear creeps back in

My frequent opponent

Finds his place again

At least now I will know

Where I will go

After my last breath

and death,

Up or down below.