White Pantomime

The wind is wrapping around me and it's all over.
My eyes are strained tightly shut, and what I feel is numb.

"Jump!" they say to me, pushing me further.
Starting to lose my footing.
Cold. It's freezing, freezing way up here.

We're in this together, you know.
This isn't so bad, think of it as a rollercoaster ride. A deep, sinking euphoria.

I'll follow you. Follow through.