Last Leg

I remember waking up in the middle of the night in a deep sweat My body aching, stiffness in my neck Left leg experiencing a muscle cramp Same as how I couldn't muscle my life at the moment It was already dark in my room but my life felt even darker I went back to sleep with brokenness plastered on my mind I opened my eyes again to the bottom of a skyscraper Looking down on the road below me My heart pounding and my nerves have my body shaking Tears rushing down my face Frustration boiling within my stomach I was disgusted by who I was and who I hated to be, Me A large puddle was under my feet and I have seen my reflection I witnessed a dead rose leaning on its last root Then, I looked up into the sky and seen all the turmoil I've faced I opened my arms and screamed to the heavens with a wailing cry for help And as I allowed my body to flow with the wind The wind and I became one, as I began to reminisce about the memories of unsettled Emotions I engaged in As I'm decreasing in levitation from where I had lunged myself off that building I felt a sense of peace as the wind brushed my face with my eyes closed But a voice whispered to me, I opened my eyes about a second before impact Eyes open again and it's a new morning, my depression woke me up into Contemplations of replicating that dream But was that my last leg? Even if mine are already hurting?