I am on the edge

holding to my...


My movements are slow...

scattered...broken, smashed

pain throbs---

My mind is thumping...

blood, bled through me.

My body is hurt.

Ruined, I cannot see nothing more than the bright light soaring above me.

seconds, minutes...pass by...

nothing is left. Feet, movements...

scatter all around me. Flashed coming in every direction.

Blinded, I try to move away.

To only fall... shrieking in horror.

My limbs are dead.

Where is my body... where is the life.


sirens, moving closer and closer.

I begin to lose focus of it all--- I see nothing, but darkness.

I find myself, perfect...sitting in front of a mirror... my whole life flashing.


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