Jump,
You gently entreated.
I had already jumped,
But this time, I looked down.
My heart pumped fear to my mind,
And it seized me.
My thoughts were infected with self-doubt,
And I struggled between your voice
And the one in my head,
Between my body
And my conflicted mind.
I stumbled backward
As doubt darkened
The light you had thrown
Across my path.
I felt the ground beneath my feet,
Hardened by familiarity.
Fear dissipated, and
Blood rushed to my heart,
Bringing with it the heat of your words.
And the only voice left in my head
Was yours.
Jump.
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