Crash #1

Desolate and degrading, I slowly fall away.
My inside on the outside, and my blood still flows away.
The golden sky is shattered, and soon the gloom teems over.
I watch the fading light, with body towards the sky.
Crowds rush in but quiet screaming falters through my head.
The listless life without a fate has killed me now instead.

Rusting by the asphalt, the glass just sits and waits.
But no one comes to collect it; the sparkles just too late.
Milky’05