Falling

LIfe is hanging from the silver string between my head and my soul. Can't comprehend it , or maybe I don't want to understand it, my heart aches , my head hurts , my soul is fading in the night, just that little light remains, but what is going on?. how can I just give up!
My life is not valuable? Can I survive?
In this dream I'm falling and can't stop, I know I'm the one in control of my memories and the action in my dreams ..... But maybe I don't want to stop, I can't see the bottom, maybe I don't wan to see it.
I just want to feel the air on my body while I'm falling ... the rush ... the willing of letting go maybe I would fine the peace I'm searching for...
Ceasing to live is not an option.
For now I just want to keep falling......