Curled up against the wall,
counting the days of her disaster...

Signature species of Antarctica,
a mascot, if you will...

Colours splash vigorously against the brain
Rare shapes form from the eyes...

Only these four walls hear me scream.
The air is thinning, it's harder to breathe...

The light dances across your body,
highlighting every curve and perfect line...

Perhaps I was not created for this world?
My soul is jaded with ire...

Eighty fourth floor,
twelve people trapped...

Take a deep breath,
easier said than done...

Here we go once more.
If I stood stronger...

It was a typical night.
You and me, now inseparable...

I am so drained of watching myself fail and...
no matter how hard I try. Is it never enough...

My dear love, dream ever so sweetly.
While I lie awake my thoughts only always find...