Life in the Mid Air

I was living on the edge of the cliff,
For more than a while now.
I tried to ‘hang in there’,
Just like I was told.
Until I couldn’t.
Till I surrender to my own weakness.
To the point my hands bleed.
By then, I had to let go.
So I did!
And now, I’m falling.

I’m living in the mid-air!
I don’t know how far I’m left with.
Or how far I came.
All I know is I’m floating,
Swimming in the air,
With nothing to grab on,
I’m not hangin’
I’m just floating.