My Dilemma

When i was a little kid, I was left hanging on a tree. But I managed to hold on to a branch. I was up there for a long time and waited for help. The deafening silence, the pain in my arms, the blood pumping in my ears. I heard my heart beating... then I fell. I couldn't remember what happened when I hit the ground.

ALL I COULD REMEMBER WAS THE AGONY OF HOLDING ON AND THE WONDERFUL FEELING OF LETTING GO.

I'm feeling queasy of what I'm feeling right now... It's ironic that I'm a little but greatly disappointed.