And I was Floating

Anger fueled me. I had no restrains.
So what happened you ask?
Nothing really...
I was standing on a cliff, by the ocean.
Can you feel the ocean breeze???
It felt good. Too good to me true.
And there I was standing. Waiting for life to take over.
The anger could not be controlled anymore
So I jumped
Do you know what it feels like to jump off a 100 foot cliff?
EXHILARATING!
You feel free as a bird..
I wanted to feel that way for the rest of my life.
I didn't care if I survived the fall or not. I just wanted to fly.
       
 As i was falling, images filled my mind.
home.....the city....My best friends........my love.....

Where were they now?

Oh yeah, not by my side.

And then I hit the water, in a perfect Olympic dive.
Down below there was nothing except water, water, and a few rocks, about 50 feet below me.

People above were screaming, people were diving in trying to save me.
I was thinking "Why are they trying to save me? I'm fine! i like it down here!"

Then i realized i couldn't breathe. I opened my mouth but only water filled it.
My lungs were screaming for air!
And that's when I passed out.