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?