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.