The Great Fall..

tic-toc, tic-toc,tic-toc, tic-toc

The clock tics away......

clickity-clak, clickity-clak, tooooot....

The seven am train just passed.

Life has come to a standstill. Days merge into weeks and weeks into months. 

One day is not distinguishable from the other. And then the phone rings.

"Hello, Beautiful!"

Those words bring along with it, magic. 

Life becomes beautiful again. 

I flutter around like a butterfly. 

I sing, I dance..

Everything around is colorful.

I cant remember when I last heard the clock or the train.

Everyday seems to be lived to the fullest..

I soar into the sky like Jonathan Livingston Seagull. 

I can see the world below me..

I am flying higher and higher...

I am a helium balloon..

Suddenly I hear the prick..

I am losing control..

I am crashing down...faster and faster..

I can see the cold hard earth fast approaching...

.....THUD!

Reality strikes... Realization dawns...

tic-toc, tic-toc,tic-toc, tic-toc

The clock tics away ....

clickity-clak, clickity-clak, tooooot...

The seven am train just passed.