I see you now, falling from the sky.

You grasp at stars, hopeless as you cry.

Is it really worth it, though? to wipe away the tears?

broken and frayed, seams appear.

Light fills the air. Hold on tight if you care to breathe.

You cast your heart down the stream. Fading fast when you part your dreams

I know it's real.

At least for the moment, it's clear: I am here.

The sun cuts through

My hindsight is tragic it seems, first sunbeam