Falling

As I stand over the edge taking in the sight that is all around me, I feel a presence approach from behind
Before I have a chance to look there is a gentle push.
As I start to fall I reach out for some one's hand to grab, I start realizing that I am grasping at nothingness. No one is here to lend a hand.
I am falling.

Falling into the unknown and falling into a darkness so cold that I cannot think to bare it alone. Where are my loved ones or my friends to accompany and stop me from falling?

There are some that I have stopped from making this less than graceful flight, plummeting down into a darkened abyss. I am afraid that they may not be here or able to do the same for me.

Soon I shall embrace my fall and welcome it with open arms. Will those that are in my life still be there when I do?