This was not your time
This was not your place...

Broken and crumpled
A sad, sad existence...

To know that none
That know that some...

Alone and lonely, new and fresh
The silent sorrow of untouched flesh...

The hands move swiftly 'round the face,
As time goes ticking by...

She holds the world close to her heart,
And yet does not perceive...

On the edge of water, deep
Let me cool your thoughts to sleep...

Next to the ocean, I awaken
Abandoned and forsaken...

Note--This poem is meant to be read through very...
On the shoals...

Toward the ground, Sun finished its rounds
And with the hills did marry...

There is on1y a stairwell
Dividing thi2 seeming space between...

Prologue
He spied Her one day...