The bright morning sun penetrates the crystal...
My hair streams along, auburn locks on fire in the...

A small room,
Blood stained...

The cold marble slab
Presses through...

Blurs of color assault my vision
As elegant ladies...

Longing glances and hands held tight,
While closely pressed hearts...

Frayed, ripped, worn,
Torn at the edges...

I commit myself.
Shackles encircle my wrists the instant I decide...

Brushes of a fingertip
Skin on fire, breathing quickly...

I stand, defiantly.
Trembling, heart racing...

Falling Up
The world lurches, throwing me off balance...

Thunder rolls.
I glance up at the sunless sky...

2:15 AM
The fluorescent red numbers gleam in the darkness...