the love below
-it was never my type of life-
"She stands twelve feet above the flood
She stares
Alone
Across the water
The loneliness grows and slowly
Fills her frozen body
Sliding downwards
One by one her senses die
The memories fade
And leave her eyes
Still seeing worlds that never were
And one by one the bright birds leave her...
Starting at the violent sound
She tries to turn
But finally
Noiseless
Slips and strikes her soft dark head
The water bows
Receives her
And drowns her at its ease..."