I can see the still air
I can smell the sky
I can touch the sea floor
Whilst you can hear me
… Cry.

I let out a huge, sad sigh
For I can’t think, speak, or fly
Not able to understand anything
The things that make me say
… Why?

For I am bloody senseless
My toes and fingers; cold
Heartbeat broken, fleeting
Mind is frozen over
… Brainfreeze!

I can taste the chill breeze
I can feel the sun
I can visualise moon light
My eyes can’t take this
… Too bright.