The same belt
On the same hips...

With each word you breathe
Becomes a gossamer thread...

Floating in air, letting my feet scrape against...
So light, so free am i...

You look at me
Like i dont belong...

Staring through glassy eyes
Past rain threading the window with lace...

Drink me down, a soft, slow sip,
Tentatively touching, breathing quick...

My skin is white
Yours is brown...

Tears stream down my face
Their toxicity in hand...

There's a time when a child dies
All life seems to stop...

Past the cracked skull
Gleaming through the dirt...

I'm done in this life
There's nothing here...

I cant describe
How you make me feel...