Freefalling by Jessica-an Dizon

We’re running out of time

It is not a pleasant feeling

We’re running out of time

And the feeling is of falling

Freefalling into the unknown

Bursting into scenes untold

We know not what is to come

Only that which we have done

Our choices are

To go with the current

Or to stop

Going with the current would mean

Adapting to changes

Turning the pages

To the next chapters in the book of life

In which you are the protagonist

Stopping the freefalling would take

Something that could very well break

Not just your fall but also your back

You hit that thing and your back goes CRACK.

And if you succeed in stopping

The others will rush past you

You get left behind

Some may pause a while

Ask why you’ve stopped

What will you say then?

When you stop you might stand out

And that is not always a bad thing

It might turn out that you’re a bird

You turn to the sky and take wing

You soar and reach great heights

Heights to which you never before aspired

You take charge of your own self

(What, then, were you doing with us?

Maybe it took some liquid air

To help you find yourself)

So perhaps for some it is better

To go with the flow

You see, it is merely a matter

Of survival

Of the fittest? Maybe.

Being fit would imply

Being adaptable

To time, to change

So which will you choose?

To go with the current

Or to stop?