ANÁLISIS | SIGNIFICADO
Breathing in deeply, I begin to count my blessings while recalling the last time I sought forgiveness with empty words that felt like mere illusions dissipating like smoke. As I fall down, I allow myself to let go until I reach the ground, teetering at the edge where in that very moment, I grasp the feeling and understand it completely - that's when I truly come alive.
The air feels thin now, my lungs struggling for breath as vertigo clouds my mind. Yet, even in my seeming recklessness, there's a sense of comfort that I believed I could never forget. I come alive in the midst of my fall, embracing the exhilaration that comes with the descent.
Amidst it all, I'm reminded to keep my distance, to stay apart and watch as the turmoil consumes me, a poignant reminder of the consequences of letting oneself get too close. And through it all, amidst laughter and chaos, I find myself truly coming alive, embracing the tumultuous journey as I fall down and rise again.
I come alive, again and again, as I tumble down, embracing the vulnerability and thrill that comes with the free fall. In that fleeting moment at the edge, I understand, I feel, and I truly come alive.
