She lay on the floor, the crimson floor seeming larger now
While glancing towards her limp hand, she saw them hovering by
The ghosts of her past that haunt her to blink
Become the pain that caused her to reach out
While the small drops trickled out she thought
Thought of what brought her there
A love abandoned, the family gone
Her heart glued into shape by the dying words of the cosmos
Death looked like a relief when it came to her
She saw life ebbing away
Living up to this moment to find the light going dark
She then stood up.
She gathered her strengths and moved
She moved to move her life
With the weight of the world she danced away
Smiling, she wrapped her hand.