Dreamscape

Floating into a blank abyss;
my face relocates to my torso-
my torso became the only remnant
red liquid drips down my stomach
I search for a window to escape.

standing on a platform
my body is bare to access and view
I find an opening to escape from space
ivy vines reach to assist me
reaching & atempting, my chances are short
the flow of red increase onto my face
my eyes are blinded of the deep wine color
I cannot reach, I cannot reach...

the grass below me sharpens into my open wounds
I feel the burning sensation but is unable to scream
the vines stab into my bone into where my head is lost
the concrete opening is beginning to fade into white
the liquid overflows my mouth, I swallow the metal taste
mumbling to myself, praying that some God will help me
handicapped & bleeding, I fall on my back & the blades trap me
I lie hopeless and damp, decreasing by the sec. in my contiousness

& then you find lying behind your backyard pool, staining your lawn.