What A Rush

I didn’t know how I’d take it.
At first I thought I’d be much too
afraid of heights,
but once I had been twisted into place
I felt secure enough to stay here a while.

And then,
What a rush!
Such ecstasy,
I felt so alive.

I remember it well:
It had just gotten dark outside,
and shadows were filling the room
then BAM!
It was like I was on fire
but it didn’t hurt,
like this was what I had be born to do.
And the room lit up beneath me
and the family went about their business
and I could see it all
as light as day.

After a while, it ended,
and I was left in darkness
to rest and think over the night.
Though I woke the next day
when the curtains were drawn back
and found the day wore on,
slow and boring,
and all I could do was think over last night,
and look forward to the next time it would happen.