Falling Poem by Haruka san

The people pushed down,
1 by 1,
I back away,
collapse onto the floor,
Screams echo throughout the plane,
5,6 of them.

The screams echo in my ears,
they pull me forward,
5,4,3,2,1,
i'm falling.

I can feel myself,
Falling through the sky,
I face the harsh truth,
I will die,
I will never make friends,
I will never love again.

As the ground flies up my me,
I close my eyes,
I pull the string,
And the parachute saves me.