I struggle for air
in an ocean of thought...

I look at the world
Through my stain glass soul...

Time has come for me to go
I miss you and Im not gone yet...

How dare you
who are you to call me child...

Searing hands upon my soul
Tears holding me together...

Glitter
Shiny, small, light flakes...

Whispering kisses
raspberry lips...

Tears streaming
through closed eyes...

My life is a broken window
Beautiful and tragic at the same time...

Rushing life
touching death...

Time twirls around us
like hair around nervous figurers...

Time travels softly
slowly soaring...