As my world turns to ashes and the sky all burns, I feel my chest heaving as my last breaths are leaving. It killed me inside when you stopped beleiving. When you left me behind broken and bowed. Now as I lay here waiting to fly I realize im not ready to die as these flames lick my skin I cry out again, but you turn your back and leave me to die so I lay still just waiting to fly.
December 3, 2010