There is a man perched on a rooftop ledge in anguish. As he looks down he sees a thick film of smoke that his vision can not penetrate. Behind him his world is burning up as his thoughts fixate on all the mistakes he made along his journey. The times he lied to loved ones for his own selfish gain. The late nights out while his family waited for him at home. The missed football games and dance recitals in an effort to get ahead at work. The cheating on his taxes and the shady times when he dodged debt he owed. The heat behind him consumes inch after inch as he feels the pressure. He does not believe there is a way out. He knows he can't go back but he is afraid of jumping forward. Misery exists on that ledge. Seconds feel like eternity as the mind desperately grasps for survival. There are choices. When the pain of the ledge becomes too much there is hope.
When I jumped I found a community positioned underneath what my eyes could not see through. I was embraced by acceptance despite my views of myself. We are in control of the time we spend on the ledge and not the effects of the heat. I am grateful I jumped as the flames engulfed all of what I accepted as truth. How long will you wait? 4's
