Pour her a glass of champagne

Watch her drown in the crystal bubbles

Listen to her whisper to herself

The words inspired by nightmares

She suffered during light

Watch her tounge trace her teeth

Searching for a few drops of blood

That loitered her cheek

She hides in the corners

And mourns her victims

She dreams of touching daylight

To paint her own blue skies.

Watch the champagne glass fall

Watch the pieces sparkle to the floor.

Watch her ashes sprinkle to the floor

When she makes her dreams come true.